Seal Of Ap’paw’val…by Rufuz
Here I sit on my leash,
Dad will be right back,
So for a few minutes I get to use the computer,
I write of a poem written by Auntie Kate Clifford,
She most certainly has my seal of ap’paw’val…
She wrote of a puppy that has been mistreated,
Left to fend for itself, no water or food,
Hot though the weather may be,
He still stays attached to a tree,
No shelter from the elements,
He wishes he were free…
I feel his pain,
We are all part and parcel of the other,
His mother may have been mine,
His father may have been another,
His brothers and sisters I may have known.
Together in some way we may have grown…
Please, oh please treat animals like you would yourself,
You don’t have to feed him off the top shelf,
His water can be dirty, at least its liquid,
Play with him, give him treats, he does so enough for you,
Make his brain work at least once a day,
He will repay you by protecting you to the death,
His love for you will be unending, he will help you not to feel blue…
© Rufuz ~ 5.7.2005 (& ed )
That's all I want, to be ap'paw'ved. :) I know I've got it made when you and your Daddy review my words--and I thank you both. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Thanks for the reminder..and tell daddy you want clean water...lol!!
Love Auntie Tinky!!
Take care,
Sherry
there is no greater love than the love between a dog and his master! that is true love!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( *kissies to you, sweet rufuz!*