The Abandoned Dog

She sat there by the road that day
The hours passed so slow
Now tired and hungry, all alone
With nowhere else to go.

How could they leave her by the road
They surely will return
For she is lost, can’t find her way
There’s dread at every turn.

The sounds of country fill the air
With chirping of a cricket
Bullfrogs jump into a pond
Beyond a thorny thicket.

Now comes the fear with setting sun
As patiently she waits
The shadows dark and ominous
Creep through the rustic gates.

Now dusk has come and all is still
As fireflies light the night
But for the hooting of an owl
There’s nothing else in sight.

As dawn appears, the dew is thick
Along this barren road
She lies there cold and shivering
She carries quite a load.

But hours pass, another day
She is afraid to go
For if she waits a little while
Her family will soon show.

But little do the owners know
No one will take her in
She’ll starve to death along the road
So hungry and so thin.

That very night her labor starts
Beneath the moon-lit skies
Her tiny puppies fade away
Another mother dies.

© 2010 Marilyn Ferguson
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