A Dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun
too faithful to leave, too frightened to run
He�s been here for days with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for you,
He can�t understand why you left him that day
He thought you and he were stopping to play
He�s sure you�ll come back and that�s why he stays
How long will he suffer ? How many more days ?
His leg have grown weak
his throat�s parched and dry
He�s sick now from hunger and falls with a sigh
He lays down his head and closes his eyes
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies
av Kathy Hood
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