Rescued

The day he came home, I thought he was saved. As he accepted my family, I believed he was brave. He became a member of the small circle I love. He was clearly sent to me from someone above. At age three, he already lived a hard life. Our new beginning, showed a future so bright. When Sam chose us at the shelter that day, I believed we could show him love the right way. I wanted to teach him all the wonderful things. Like what unconditional love and patience can bring. They called Sam a "Rescue" in need of our help. His compassion and character made my heart melt. So that day at the shelter, did we rescue Sam? Because it seems I was rescued and know how blessed I am. Now our time is over, it's time to let go. After 13 years together, it's out of love he must know. So reluctantly I send him back to whom sent him to me. Knowing I'll see him again, hoping he'll remember me. Comforted now only; by the knowledge he's free.