“All the arguments to prove man's superiority
Cannot shatter this cold hard fact:
In suffering, the animals are our equals.”
Peter Singer
I first saw her, several years ago
She and her soul mate, stopped by
So, I began giving them a little food
They would eat and leave, always shy
Recently, her mate of many years died
And she is pregnant, and now, all alone
So, I offered her some shelter in my shed
She seems content, in this temporary home
She now has a safe, warm place, to have her kittens
I will find them all good homes, after they are weaned
And, she can remain here with us forever, if she wants to
Instead of returning to those awful streets, now quite mean
I have decided to name this soon to be mother – ‘Sweetie’
After my very understanding, and very compassionate wife
If we can’t show a little kindness, to any being, who is in need
Neither of us think there is much point to this thing, we call ‘life’
And it seems that whenever any of our pets must leave us
They somehow compassionately send another, in their place
As I sit out here, in this old shed, with this feline mother to be
Gazing at her, I can somehow see our dear old Jessie, in her face
©2009, Mr. Ed
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Be always safe,
Karen
you and your wife are two Angels for animals!...TL
PeeWee, you are one heck of a soft heart that every creature deserves to know.
Georg
Love Pauline xxxxx
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Keep it up.
God bless,
Lew
I feel so good reading this. Thanks Ed. Be well my friend.
Sincerely,
Regino
If we can’t show a little kindness, to any being, who is in need
Neither of us think there is much point to this thing we call ‘life’"
Sir, there are so many instances that I have witnessed in my life that has revealed the evil of humanity. People who seem to be popular and work hard. But I watched how their cruelty to animals, their real hatred toward them, became their undoing.
Thank you for sharing this....
In Spirit,
Bear
humanity more than humans do, and they give so much affection
and companionship without complaints and accounting, even
after they go, they still remain somehow. Your poem made me
cry for my dog Mooshi, my pet for 14 years, and my cat Casper-
9 years (all white, blue eyes)
Cynthia