An Abandonment
This, as far as I know, was authored by Kathie Ford, as published in NAPWDA 12-96 newsletter.
A dog sits waiting in the hot midday sun, too faithful to leave, too frightened to run.
He's been there for days now with nothing to do, but sit by the road just waiting for you.
He can't understand why you left him that day, he thought you were stopping to take him to play.
He's sure you'll come back and that's why he stays, how long can he suffer? How many more days?
His legs have grown weak, His throat's parched and dry. He's sick now from hunger, He falls with a sigh.
He lays down his head and closes his eyes I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.
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