As a puppy on the streets of Chanakyapuri
She learned to be her own remedy
She followed the Vet, laid down at her door
Refusing to leave, asking to be just one more
A skinny little street dog all white and tan
Trusted the woman more than the man
One day they beckoned her into their sanctuary
In her hunger she forgot to be wary
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Tested, rested, and fed
She slept for the first time in a bed
But they had a mission, she was meant for more
They crated her up for Delhi Airport
She ended up at an O’Hare facility
And she became my heart’s remedy.
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They had missed the tiny monsters in her heart
It gave her such a rough start
That I promised her I would never leave her again
Alone with such pain
She remembered the route to the vet
Four years and on to five she couldn’t forget
The day we left town, we passed that way
She still knew the exit off the highway
But we kept going and she understood
She was free of that vet for good
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She had hated car rides until that moment
They had promised her only possible torment
But once we drove past
She felt safe at last
If only I had known that simple cure
For all the fear she had had to endure.
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