In my dog's eyes

I want someone who looks at me like that shelter dog As if they look away for a moment, I'll disappear With eyes so full of thoughts waiting to be spoken With a protective streak as long as I am tall I hope they'd stand in the doorway Just to make sure that everything was alright And I'd reassure their troubled mind That they'd never return to that place ever again. I wish I could be as strong as that dog. Even after so much hurt and pain still openly accepting strangers but always knowing how to keep the bad at bay.