Never Chosen
My forever home, it never came
Each day remained just the same
I waited and waited, week after week
My chances of a home looking so bleak
Those months they stretched on endlessly
No home in sight soon for me
Then the years came , then they went
Perhaps for me a home was just never meant.
A greyhound waiting, retired too long
Why was I not picked? What had I done wrong?
People always seemed to choose another dog
Attracting owners became a really hard slog
Maybe it was because of my black fur
Or the fact I can’t live with those things that purr
Maybe it was just my age, I was getting rather old
Or was it my character, Im shy not very bold
All I know is all I ever did was patiently wait
But people just walked on past my kennel gate.
Author: Tracy Errington
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