Robin ( Serbian dog)

I know about being scared
with no place to call my own
my legs don’t work not like
they should
and on love I have been alone
most of my life
only one real love I’ve had
and I saw her as my goddess
poor Robin’s looking sad
there are no funds to feed him
Serbia was his place
when walking is a problem
its hard to stay the pace
I love life but am tired
and age is creeping up on me
Biserka is my person
she helps me to be free
she takes me here she takes me there
a companion and a friend
some might want to put me down
but she’s heartfelt and does spend
so much of her time she does devote
in fact to me
and keeps me feeling active
as good as I can be
when I feel her soft hand
my heart its what it needs
love has passed me by till now
but somehow now it feeds
what’s left of my emotion
the devotion it is mine
she’s given me back some self respect
which was sometimes on the line
she’s made me feel that I have worth
crippled may be so
but heartfelt and creative
a survivor as you know