Willow my dog
Willow was a rescue dog
I took when it came to the call
She came from trauma, poor little soul
So sad, so shut down, I knew I had a long road
I worked hard and we grew a bond
My black beauty started coming to my call
The light came back into her eyes
and she opened mine
Never give up on an abandoned dog
Give them a chance, don't stall
The love they will return to you
Is so worth it, ten fold
I miss you Willow every day xxxxx
Copyright © Noelle Fulham | Year Posted 2024
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