Don’t look at the color of my
fur or the sex that I may be,
Look deep into my soul to see the real me.
Don’t look at my age and think that I am too young or too
old,
I will still need a warm comfy bed when I come in from the
cold.
Try to look past how long I’ve been waiting here,
Look past my shyness and help me get over my fear.
I just need a chance to find the love of a family,
That will look past my scares or gray and just hug me.
I just know that my forever family are on their way,
That because of them I will have my own Gotcha Day.
So hurry up family please don’t make me wait,
To be your family pet is what I want, it is my fate.
Anonymous