The barking is sharp; the pen is small; the floor is cold;

No windows here, just memories of times now old.

I wait in shadows, in the noise,

The silence of forgotten toys.

But still, I sit, I wait, I stay—

Maybe my owner will return today!!!

Are you coming back for me?

Did I do wrong? Will I ever be free?

Days pass, and still, I watch the door,

Though my heart aches,

though my paws are sore.

But maybe someone else will see!

The love I hold, the heart in me.

I’ll wait, I’ll hope, for someone new,

This time, a forever friend to call my own, so true.

I’m waiting still, with love to share—

Your loyal companion; choose me, please care.