He was on the porch when they walked outside
Looking skinny, and sad, yet full of pride.
He panicked when they tried to come near
And ran away, overcome by fear.
When they came out the next day
They saw the very same stray.
There was a strange look on his small, strong face,
All he wanted was to find his place.
Day, after day he came to the same porch
Eventually, his eyes held light like a torch.
Joy was present in his every move
It was strange what trust would prove.
He still wondered off from time to time
Just to show he was still at his prime.
After getting everything he was deprived of,
He finally found a family full of love.
