Tag: Dog Mom

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AI-Generated Image: A young, Black woman holding her puppy up in the air while smiling. She is wearing a dark pink top, has curly hair, and in the background, a faint image of a yellow house is visible. The dog is a tan color with a black snout and sweet eyes.

to be a fur baby’s mom
takes everything the body
doesn’t willingly give

you sacrifice bits of yourself
you never thought you
would–you live a different
life than what you’ve
ever known,

and the four-legged
creature who looks to
you as his world only
sees love and loyalty.

some will say your
mothering isn’t real.
others will tell you,
“it’s just a dog,” but
what they will never know

is the unfailing, unconditional
love that merges the two
of you together . . .
glue that cannot be
undone.

and it’s the most
indescribable beauty of God–
possessed and shared
with us.

I wrote this poem a few days ago for the crush’s daughter, who is now a fur baby mom. At the tender age of 19 years old, she has a companion who will love her like no other living and breathing being ever will. I am so happy for and proud of her!

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