A poem for all foster parents

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 and sore, limping, depressed,
lonely, unwanted, afraid to 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 when your tail tags with joy,
then comes the hard part.
I will let you go,
not without a tear,
but withour regret.
For you are safe forever.
A new dog needs me now.

by Diane Morgan

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