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The Gift
Eyes fearful, paws worn;
A sorrowful sight-
So forlorn.
Love they said would be the cure
For the suffering
You had endured.
So our family grew that day.
We brought you home,
With us you'd stay.
Slowly, gently the bond it grew;
Faithful, loyal-
Loving, true.
Looking back it's so unclear
how we got by
Without you here.
Trusted companion,
devoted friend;
you give and give,
It never ends.
They said we were a gift to you
But now we know
Who rescued who.
J.M.Berry
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