With Love From A Lonely Dog . . .
I wish someone would tell me
What it is that I've done wrong
And why I must be chained outside
And left alone so long.
They seemed so glad to have me
When I came here as a pup.
There were so many things we'd do
While I was growing up.
The master said he'd train me
As a companion dog and friend.
The mistress said she'd never fear
To be alone again.
The children said they'd feed me
And brush me everyday;
They'd play with me and walk me,
If only I would stay.
But now the master "hasn't time",
The mistress says I shed,
She won't allow me in the house,
Not even to be fed.
The children never walk me,
They always say "not now".
I do wish I could please them,
Can someone tell me how?
All I had, you see, was love,
I wish someone could explain
Just why they said they wanted mine
And left it on a chain.
Edith L. Johnson