A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

You let me beg
for scraps 
for so long,
I was no longer even sure 
I deserved them.
So I’m sorry
if I seem wary 
of this home-cooked meal.
I don’t know 
if I should fear it’s poisoned
or just a cruel joke
that you’ll snatch away
from in front of me.