Dog Mom

At a loss for words
I empathize and fail to understand
The depth of the pain of yearning for
A love coveted and yet never known

An empty bassinet
And whispers made of cries
That resound inside your mind
Wondering about those you might have had

Yet it makes you no less a mother
When the spirited young live on

As if man's best friend is God's way
To fill this void inside your heart for child's play
In the bark of our rambunctious kids of canine origins
Love surpasses the restrictive perspective of creatures
When in some small way
They both resemble your personality's features

Whether the sweet and cuddling nature of our mop head shih tzu
Or her spirited chihuahua sister by adoption, the term dog mom fits you
For the depth of your love for them and for me
Goes to show how essential you are to us
And what caliber of mother you are and evermore would be...