As I sit, I wonder why,
You're not convinced that I'm your guy.
I have a lot of love to give.
It's you I want; your home to live.
My past has made it hard to trust.
Love and patience is a must.
I came to the shelter as a bonded pair.
My friend has passed, to my despair.
I'm getting better every day,
With thanks from people at Mayday.
Throughout the day, please think of me.
Your home is where I want to be.
Water, food , perhaps a bone.
And finally a family to call my own.