The Rescue Dog who was depressed
I loved him back to health
The Rescue Dog who was depressed
My love cured him.
It turned out he mourned
his human daddy
who died suddenly.
My love reassured him.
He just needed hugs and kisses.
He’d curled up tight, alone in grief,
his heart adrift, beyond relief.
Each night he whimpered, lost in dreams,
still searching for what used to be.
His food untouched, his tail held low,
the spark within refused to glow.
But arms around him, soft and true,
I whispered, I am here for you.
He raised his head, his eyes met mine,
a quiet trust began to shine.
Love does not rush, nor force its way,
it waits, it stays, it heals each day.
Now by my side, he walks with pride,
his sorrow eased, though love won’t hide.
He carries loss, but love shines through,
his broken heart now beats anew.
And when the night is cold and deep,
he lays his head and drifts to sleep.
No longer lost, no longer torn,
he dreams of lost love, still,
but secure he knows he is in no harm.
When I found him he was depressed so sad
My loving hug took away the bad.
Recovered now he runs and plays
Although I know he remembers sadder days
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
beautiful, such wonderful family members, their time is too short for the joy they bring
Wow, good job Marie
Awww, what a sweet poem. Dogs and animals do have feelings just like us humans.