Waiting for Our Hearts to Mend

I will gorge myself with feathers

to be light upon my feet

as I traipse across the foothills

shaking every paw I meet

I will stroke the furs with touches

soft and kind will be my voice

as I offer safety, comfort

and a reason to rejoice

But one specific fellow waits

to be uncaged, set free

my precious friend, I’ll be there soon

both rescued, you and me.

 

For my sweet Cole – a mini-Aussie current with his vaccines –  who was sent to quarantine for nipping  the Fed-Ex man on our property.

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via Gorge

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