A Poem I Wrote for my Poetry Blog...

Dear President Obama:

I am a shelter dog.
Once, I was Fred
but now, I am
only
simply
"IT"
You can change that.
You have the power
to change my life
and the lives of
millions
of other
"ITS"
You had the chance
But you blew it
Is a pedigree
more important to you
than my innocent life?
What did I do wrong?
Did my scraggly looks
and mixed up ancestry
throw you off?
Or perhaps
my age?
I may be old
but I still
have a heart to
give to you.
I can still love you.
Or is it
my missing leg,
my missing eye?
I may not have
all my limbs
but I still have my
whole heart.
If you just
took one of us home,
it would mean
the rest of us
can have a home too.
Don't you think I
dream?
About a warm bed before a
blazing fireplace
curled up at the foot of
my master?
Eating enough to
fill my empty stomach
or
finally having
something to call
my own?
But only you have this power
to keep us all from Death,
a massive dog
with an even bigger pedigree
lurking
just behind me.
I don't have much time left.
Just a day or two.
After all,
who would want an ugly mutt
Like me?

This is a poem I wrote yesterday, regarding my last post. I am sending it to our president along with a letter I am writing. If you would like to send a letter as well, visit http://www.boneedsafriend.com/ for the address and a sample letter, as well as to sign up for e-mail updates.