Chisholm’s Thundercloud on Life
I was born a darling pet—
A favorite: cherished, loved.
I learned to trust and learned to play
And learned what life’s made of.
Then circumstances intervened,
And life became uncertain—
Forsaken, lost, unloved and lame,
I passed beyond the curtain.
Passed on to where no souls should go,
I saw my looming end,
When out of nowhere came a chance
To love and shine again.
My sister walked alongside me
As both of us were saved;
Passed into caring, loving hands!
And so dawned this new day.
In just one week, my place was found,
And better yet, I made
A friend to last a whole life long,
Who swore to keep me safe.
I made a friend, a human friend,
Who saw me as I was—
My wit, my charm, my brawn, my brains,
My never-failing love.
I made a friend who needed me
The way that I need her—
Who feeds me, loves me, sings to me,
Who heart for me does stir.
I show her crazy, show her kind,
Show her loving trust—
My life is good, her life is good,
This life is good for us.
I show her crazy when she asks,
I wheel and bolt away,
But she does know, and I do know,
That with her I shall stay.