Oh, here comes another stray
(and I, with my bleeding heart)
Put out the food and draw them in
Give them what they need to heal
then watch them as they walk away
back to the home that sent them here
Maybe a touch too quick to judge
This one might be the one that stays
The one to finally give back
at least a part of what they’ve taken
No, that’s just a fantasy
born of the aforementioned heart
This one will be just like the rest
As always, this is just a phase
A stepping stone to greater things
A place to come to find your way
Inevitably they’ll carry on
and I’ll be waiting for the next
To make sure the heart keeps bleeding
and the arms still open wide
Another stray to feed and care for
another claw and tooth to bite