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Poems for your enjoyment...
Do you like poems? The poems below are written with a passion and a true love for the animals. Each one unique and each one bearing the soul that drives a rescuer. All poems are for your enjoyment purposes only. Free for you to copy and to send to your friends. However they are the property of Bonnie L. Thomas. Please enjoy them and don't forget your tissue...
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"Miss Bella" So scared and so tiny, My heart skips a beat I scoop you up gently At last we do meet. A heavens sent angel another's cast off. I look at you warmly you look like a mop. Bedraggled and dirty so many years of neglect. And yet, I see beauty a gift, no regrets. The truest form of love As your eyes, they meet mine the dullness fades and they begin to shine. Trusting your fate, you are home you are safe. You are my newest little angel and I think that your great. I love you Miss Bella for all that you are. A beautiful little girl, my blessed shining star... Bonnie L Thomas |
Did you see me? I waited, I wiggled, I barked once or twice. I sniffed your fingers, they smelled awfully nice. I hopped, and I pranced and I said "look at me!" But, you kept right on walking, I guess it wasn't meant to be. I settle down sadly, my cage is so cold. I am watching the people, from young, to old. Their eyes are sad, and they almost feel my pain, yet not enough, to pull me from this rain. This drizzle of despair that my time is almost out. Tomorrow I die and I just want to shout. But no one can hear me because the others are too cute. I might as well hide in the corner and pretend to be mute. I am a such a wonderful companion, I never did pee on the floor But my owner just didn't want me and I was out the door. Now I wait for tomorrow, the very end of my life Can you honestly say that you didn't see me tonight? Bonnie L Thomas |
Out of the Shelter Lonely, so sad. Cold bars keep us apart We stare at each other, our hearts feel the mark. No pity, no anger, only one task at hand To break down the wall, on either side we stand. To bring you on home, to truly mend your fears To find you an angel, you are safe my dear. No longer an inmate, I have paid your bail From here on out, we are ready to sail. A new life, a new home, The past is to leave behind You are rescued my friend all wounds heal in time. Stop shivering my darling, For I am your friend. Together we will bond And a message we will send. Pets are forever, they are not trash you work with them always, and it will last. Never give up, on your furry little friend For I may not always be here, to help him to mend...
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The Bin Do you know where I came from? Where I was just the other day I was in a barn, No, I was not snuggling happily on hay. I was in a cage, along with many other dogs. We lived in filth I say Almost like hogs. My mother. She was by my side Although, She never, ever, said a word. Just a painful, whiny cry This is all I have ever heard. My brothers and sisters are gone They never had a chance. It was to cold and too dirty. There was no where for us to prance. My sis, she died I tried so very hard to wake her up. For 5 days she just layed there Finally I gave up. They came and they got her body, Then they threw it in to a bin. Then my brother, he died. 2 days later, they came again. They did the same to him, Then they threw us all a little bit of food. My mother, she wouldn't eat it. She wasn't in the mood. The human, he hollered so loudly. He was very, very mad. He opened up the door, It was really bad. He brought his foot way back, you know I tried so hard to duck. My mother, she took the hit, of all the rotten luck. He broke her back into two and now she will never, ever walk again. I imagine that in 5 more days that my mommy... She too, will go in to that bin Bonnie L Thomas |
Where will I be? Where will I be for Christmas Day? On this cold, dark, dampened floor Where will I be when Santa Claus Comes? Time is almost up in Kennel four. How come nobody wants me, I used to have a little boy to love. The last thing that I remember. Is chewing up my daddy's glove. Now I am here and no lights are for me, They have stripped me of my bow. Didn't anyone tell them, That I was sure to grow? They once were happy, they loved me most I remember just how they cooed and how they boast. I was just perfect..., that is what, They used to say. Now I am here, no lights are for me And I will die on this Christmas Day... Bonnie L Thomas |
Lifes Precious Balance Dainty, so very regal, your head held so high Who would have ever known, that you were set to die?
Once locked in a doom, you were issued a fate. Charged with a crime, for escaping your gate.
Wandering the streets, half starved, all alone. Enduring the weather, dodging the stones.
Picked up in an instant, your world it crashed.
Animal Control... it all happened so fast.
Terrified of the unknown, you fight like the wind. They label you vicious and to quarantine you are sent.
Here is where I find you, a sad image of distraught. I argue with the Sentry, in the end you are "bought".
I take you on home, so amazed, your the best. Who would have ever known, in lifes precious balance you had rest... Bonnie L Thomas |
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