The dog was abandoned,
.. said the answering service,
on Howe Road.. She waited
at a telphone pole
for 48 hours. For 2 days she had
chased each passing car.
1000 times her heart rose
and fell
until she learned how not
to feel..
Later she found a happy
home..
The roots of trust grew
slowly...
but steadily..
as pain seeped out of her
heart....
(to Constantina Fiorentino and all those involved in the rescue of animal or human refugees)
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