A Poem to My Foster Dog

I am the bridge,
between what was and what can be.
I am the pathway to a new life.

I am made of mush,
because my heart melted when I saw you,
matted, sore, limping, depressed,
Lonely, unwanted, afraid of love.

For one little time you are mine,
I will feed you with my own hand.
I will love you with my whole heart.
I will make you whole.

I am made of steel,
because when the time comes,
When you are well, and sleek,
when your eyes shine,
and your tail wags with joy
Then comes the hard part.

I will let you go – not without a tear,
but without a regret,
For you are safe forever –
A new dog needs me now!

By Diane Morgan