Do I Go Home Today?
My family brought me home today
cradled in their arms.
They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm.
They played with me and laughed with me,
they showered me with toys.
I sure do love my family,
especially the girls and boys.
The children love to feed me,
they give me special treats.
They even let me sleep with them
all snuggled in the sheets.
I used to go for walks,
several times a day.
They even fought to hold the leash
I am proud to say.
They used to laugh and praise me
when I played with that old shoe.
But I don't know the difference
between the old ones and the new.
The kids and I would grab a rag,
for hours we would tug.
So I thought I did the right thing
when I chewed the bathroom rug.
They said I was out of control
and would have to live outside.
This I did not understand,
although I tried and tried.
The walks stopped, one by one;
they said they hadn't time.
I wish that I could change things,
I wish I knew my crime.
My life became so lonely
in the backyard on a chain.
I barked and barked all day long,
to keep from going insane.
So they brought me to a shelter
but were embarrassed to say why.
They said I caused an allergy
and then kissed me good-bye.
If I'd only had some classes,
as a little pup.
I wouldn't have been so hard to handle
when I was all grown up.
"You only have one day left"
I heard the worker say.
Does this mean I have a second chance?
Do I go home today?
Author Unknown