In this shelter's corner, I lay curled and small,

A Chiweenie longing, beneath the silent hall.

Through the bars, I watch life pass, unseen,

Hoping for a touch, a glance, to intervene.

With every heartbeat, I wait in silent plea,

For that one soul, who'll come and set me free.

Who will find me here, in this lonely place,

Take me to their world, a tiny space I'll grace?

In their lives, could I find my gentle mark,

A Chiweenie dreaming in the shelter's dark?

I dream of days filled with joy and sun,

Of nights no longer cold, where I'm the cherished one.

Yet, in the quiet, I'm just a shadow, small and thin,

A heartbeat waiting, for a new chapter to begin.

Each face that passes, a flicker of hope ignites,

Yet, in their absence, fades into lonely nights.

Is there a heart, out there, searching for me?

To lift me from this gloom, where I long to be free?

For moments we'd share, in laughter and play,

A Chiweenie waiting, for love to find its way.

In the stillness, I wonder, do I cross their mind?

Am I the companion, they've hoped to find?

In my silence, a quiet strength, I've found,

But for love's whisper, I listen for the sound.

So here I remain, a whisper in the grey,

A small soul yearning, for the break of day.

Till then, I'll dream, beneath the shelter's light,

Of the arms that'll hold me, and end this lonely night.