Maansi

A Dog at the Pound

I am a dog at the pound

I wonder why people love me

I hear people talking and yelling

I want a nice, cozy home

I am hoping to get an owner

I pretend not to look at people when they pass by me

I feel small kids reaching in my cage to touch me

I touch the cold, hard ground

I understand that not every dog gets a home

I say please take me home

I dream of kids holding me in my new home

Two Dogs at the pound