Thinking Of The Pack

When the family

I lived with

Moved and left me behind

I had no choice

But to join the life

Of a stray

There I met

A pack of dogs

Who took me

Under their paw

Then one day

A man came with a pole

And took the pack

To dog jail

Some days, we had visitors

By humans

And to my surprise

This one time

They took me home

With them

Giving me a new home

But I still think

Of my pack

Alex