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 © | Year Posted 2024

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