The cover of darkness,
Curls around me,
Blanketing me,
Hiding me.
I look,
Look for food,
Look for love,
Look for help.
The wind picks up,
Swishes through my ears,
Blows back my fur,
Pulls at my skin.
I try to hide,
There is no shelter,
Nobody will help me,
I wonder why.
Because I am,
Just a little black dog,
Hoping for a home.
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