Taffy

Last night I prayed for death
To come through our door
And take my wife’s little poodle
So she would suffer no more

My wishes were granted
Just a few hours later
As she lay there still
In the bed that I made her

My wife was heartbroken
And so was I
If you have a pet
You’ll understand why

Our little Taffy
Had lived a full life
So much of it better
When rescued by my wife

She had been abused
And mistreated so much
But she quickly responded
To Carol’s gentle touch