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I'm getting on in years,
My coat is turning gray.
My eyes have lost their luster,
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.

I remember our first visit,
I was coming to you free,
Hoping you would take me in
And keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,
Two years I'd roamed the street.
There were scars upon my face,
I hobbled on my feet.

I could sense your disappointment
As I left my prison cage.
Oh, I hoped you would accept me
And look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,
I accepted without shame.
Then you grew to love me,
And I admit the same.

I have shared with you your laughter,
You have wet my fur with tears.
We've come to know each other
Throughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morning
Before you drive away,
And know I'll think about you
Throughout your busy day.

The time we've left together
Is a treasured time at that.
My heart is yours forever.
I Promise - This old cat.


By Misty Dawn

A cry of any living thing
Is so hard to bear.
To save a life, that's all it takes,
You feel a glow that was not there.
A baby needing a warm touch,
A dog fighting to stay alive.
An animal running from being hunted,
An accident in sight.
Some brave soul gives a helping hand
So one may see the light.
Do not hurt the innocent babe,
Or beat an animal till it dies.
There are people who want to help
Each living, hurting soul.
They want to stop the cries out there.
It only takes a little time,
And when you have done a goodly deed,
One has peace inside.
Sue Lee Hart

I woke up today after a rush of the night
thought I saw my own shadow but instead
it was the shadow of the hound.......

I found my best friend as I was driving apart
thought I saw it houl at the moon its
tail was wagging of joy it found
a new keeper its master I am.....



AHHHHHH

Time not a breath of movement not a sound
Motionless siloettes frozen in place
Erie moment now captured now held bound
Slowly cascading floating to no where

Out of breath gripped by fear clutching for straws
Faces so contorted with deceit blind
Crouching confined inching forward slow craw
Pain recessed into the crevices gone

They danced forms outlining one another
Moving almost as if they were just one
No visions of life just the two lovers
For that moment time stood still and they danced

As they flew from the nest the mother cried
Now empty exposed the nest built with pride


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I recall when I lived on solid ground
but today my footing cannot be found
my wife Lyn has been busy these days…
adapting my home to suit her ways
it is gone, my lawn of green open space
she felt a desperate need to replace…
my soft blades of grass with boards of oak
constructed of walls and roof to cloak
all number of creatures fenced to roam
in what was once the yard of my home
what manner of tapping and drilling I hear
I’ve even been driven to set down my beer
to arise and peek out to see what she’s done
looks like work to me, but for her it is fun
another building is going up fast
how much longer is this going to last?.
with constant absorbtion of wide spaces so pretty
she’s left only the room as if set in a city
for our ilk of animals, there’s plenty of leeway
but when I venture through, its like crossing a freeway
‘cause of chickens, five ducks, four dogs, and three goats
our backyard resembles a series of moats
where before I roamed wild, barefoot and carefree
now my feet must be clad, and placed carefully
for there’s some kinda stuff out there nobody knows…
that I prefer not to squish up between my toes
yet with all of Lyn’s changes (whenever she’s done)
we have a better life now, and oh boy, what fun!

To see in the dark
To wander about
Unaided
Unable to see

To feel ones foot steps
Where
Objects lay
To find your way
Unaided to walk with ease to
Walk
Earing noise to help guide your way

Object you canot avoid there in the way
To walk without being injured
Maybe your guide dog
Maybe she/he will guide you
To move in the dark

On streets he/she will guide
To keep you safe from traffic on the street
Spare a thought good people help to buy aguide dog
And to keep him/her safe

I know that I was a dog when I was born
Now I do not know what I have become
Man in his insanity to create
Have gone about me to remake
First he would not have me see a second generation
So it was to the vet for sterilization
For he would not have me pass on my genes
Lest my off springs behave like his wayward teens
To the store I am brought and bought doggy clothes
I did not know I had anything I need to fear being exposed
Then he went about to change my character
That I am a dog first and foremost did not factor
When I would like to be outside running wild
I am locked in a house as a companion for his child
So I grow lazy and fat
Punishment lay in store if for fun I dare look at the cat
Imagine me a dog expected to sit and watch television
And to show excitement and appreciation
Where there is deficient love and devotion
I the dog am recipient of those emotions
Now I am no longer a dog
I have become a member of the family
What I have become I really hate
I wish man would my doghood reinstate
For I must do the things man think a dog enjoy
When rather I would do what makes a dog doggone happy

you left the cause
you walk away from
the words

I care do you
swim

and wash away

no sweeping the bottom
just lifting upon the wave

shuffling shells
to look upon the ocean

one gulp
to dive

one self
to
survive

a stillness

a grappling sun

a beautiful eye that explodes
to check the landscape

There you are!

ALWAYS

YOUR COMMENTS ON PRETTY PICTURES,OF FRIENDS U HAVE ON THIS SITE; WI LL NEVER COMPARE TO THE FOUR LEGGED PETS SLEEPING CLOSE TO YOU AT NIGHT! NO MATTER, HOW LONG IT TAKES, THE ANIMALS WILL PREVAIL! I'LL FIND THE PROMISED LAND FOR THEM, AND LEAVE A BLESSED TRAIL!

As I opened the cardboard box and looked into see, two large round copper coloured eyes, peered up at me, a tiny ball of fluff, a Persian kitten so sweet with a little round head and a long tail to complete.
I picked him up gently, he began to meow wondering, where was his mother, and where am I now? I stroked his cream coloured fur and cuddled him near to comfort and love him and calm him from fear.
From kitten to cat, he still loves to play, and doesn’t seem to mind if it’s night time or day. My companion and friend, I love him with all my heart, we’ll always be together, and never will part.
When I am unhappy, and I cry a tear, He licks my cheek gently as I put my face near, to show his affection, and say “I love you”, I stroke his head gently and say “Billy, I know that you do!”