Sitting, waiting, thinking, hoping
that somebody could see me,
but can’t imagine really
who that person would be.
You see nobody comes here looking
to take a dog, set it free
to have it in your home,
maybe sat upon your knee
Because I am in a kennel
I’m safe now so they say,
no danger, no cruelty or peril.
But I really don’t want to stay.
It’s like I don’t exist anymore
I’m fed but do I care
And the only way out and that’s for sure
Is to share and share and share!
By Ann Payne