Samson

Even though I had to take Samson back to the shelter, I continue to visit him, take him on walks, and will til he has a home.

I thought that you were mine
I prayed that I'd have you, in time
What wonderful visits we had
And each time I left, you seemed sad
But things just weren't to be
Your past haunting you, and me
A human who didn't deserve
A puppy they should have loved
Instead you were abused
Which left you scared, confused
Now you're not trusted to be
Kind to many, but me
And so, I must take you back
For friends there, you won't lack
My heart is breaking for sure
But we both must endure
I weep for what might have been
My beautiful boy, my friend