We were born to cozy warmth and milk
into the care of those with muscles to protect our fragile bodies.

We were born to grow strong legs and far-seeing eyes

as we followed the paths made by wise guardians.
Instead, Destiny tossed us to the cruel.

We hurt. We starved. We tottered, bewildered, from one hard hand to the next.
Until, reflected in each others’ eyes

We healed a little, forgot a bit. Too tough and afraid to
believe in love, we still dreamed of gentle hands held out, palm up. We dreamed
a mirage of hope.

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The story of a girl named Robin, who spent years in foster
care, and her love for Rocky the mustang appear in WILD AT HEART
See their photo on TerriFarley.com