Me Too.

I heard it in my heart-
Can you love Me Too?
She was speaking with her eyes.
The kind of eyes that can’t
Tell lies.

Homeless and alone,a skinny sack
Of fur and bone
So scared and so desperate
She once had a home
Was someone’s loving pet.

She came to me and picked
Me out of the crowd.
Her soul called to mine.
I heard her clear and loud.

So,I fed her and took her home.
A match made in Heaven.
She blessed me with her pups
All counted there are seven!

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