In this shelter's corner, I lay curled and small,
A Chiweenie longing, beneath the silent hall.
Through the bars, I watch life pass, unseen,
Hoping for a touch, a glance, to intervene.
With every heartbeat, I wait in silent plea,
For that one soul, who'll come and set me free.
Who will find me here, in this lonely place,
Take me to their world, a tiny space I'll grace?
In their lives, could I find my gentle mark,
A Chiweenie dreaming in the shelter's dark?
I dream of days filled with joy and sun,
Of nights no longer cold, where I'm the cherished one.
Yet, in the quiet, I'm just a shadow, small and thin,
A heartbeat waiting, for a new chapter to begin.
Each face that passes, a flicker of hope ignites,
Yet, in their absence, fades into lonely nights.
Is there a heart, out there, searching for me?
To lift me from this gloom, where I long to be free?
For moments we'd share, in laughter and play,
A Chiweenie waiting, for love to find its way.
In the stillness, I wonder, do I cross their mind?
Am I the companion, they've hoped to find?
In my silence, a quiet strength, I've found,
But for love's whisper, I listen for the sound.
So here I remain, a whisper in the grey,
A small soul yearning, for the break of day.
Till then, I'll dream, beneath the shelter's light,
Of the arms that'll hold me, and end this lonely night.