Gift of Recovery

She'd been been beaten, pushed around and abandoned like trash without a collar around her neck she was a dog with no name Dogtrotting slowly behind the back street she licked at her rash until a sweet woman appeared, looking ill and riddled with pain; two birds of one feather tethered * together trumping bad weather Out of the cold she was brought and given a morsel to eat she bathed her slowly and gave her, her very own name The fire was hot and the hearth was real warm at her feet she sang her a song that made her forget all the pain. gift of recovery given for free gabbing with glee She barked with joy and her eyes shone like diamonds at night "Daisy" was finally home and with a master as kind as can be She now had a collar and someone who treated her right, never again was she hurt she was happy and finally carefree.