For A Rescuer

This poem is dedicated to Bekye, who adopts all the unadoptable ones.
The ones who are abused and broken and on deaths door.
The ones who have been burned and beaten and tossed in the trash.
The ones who are incontinent and afraid and massively ill.
The ones no one wants. The ones who need our love the most.

    If Not For You

    I would've died that day if not for you.
    I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes.
    I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands.
    I would have left this life believing that all humans don't care, 
    Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted, 
    skin that isn't flea bitten, good food and enough of it, 
    beds to sleep on, someone to love me, to show me 
    I deserve love just because I exist.
    Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands 
    Your big heart saved me... 
    You saved me from the terror of the pound, 
    soothing away the memories of my old life.  
    You have taught me what it means to be loved.
    I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me.  
    I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair why you do it 
    when there is no more money, no more room, no more homes.  
    You open your heart a little bigger, stretch the money a little 
    tighter, make just a little more save one more like me.
    I tell you with the gratitude and love that shines in my eyes 
    In the best way I know how 
    Reminding you why you go on trying.
    I am the reason.  
    The dogs before me are the reason, as are the ones who come after.  
    Our lives would've been wasted, our love never given. 
    We would die if not for you.


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