A Feral's Guardian Angel

A CHRISTMAS DREAM

A plate of fish, a cosy lap
Perhaps a lick of cream
To sit and purr before the fire
Well even cats’ can dream!

I’ve never had a proper home
No door has opened wide,
Or friendly voice called out to me
‘Come on puss, come inside’.

But now maybe I‘ve found a friend
Though I’m not really sure,
I dare not eat the food she brings
Until she ‘s closed the door.

But there ‘s a nice big wooden box
Put just inside the shed
With cosy blanket tucked well in
To make a lovely bed

Tomorrow I shall take a chance
(She seems so nice and kind)
To get myself inside that door
And leave the dark behind

That friendly fire I’ll sit beside
My lonely days all past,
A real belonging cat I’ll be
And have a home at last.

But there are other lonely ones
Who ask themselves ‘Why me’,
If only they would have my luck
A real Christmas it would be.

THE DEATH OF A STRAY CAT

I found your body sodden in the cold rain,
Curled up on leaves beneath a hedge,
No signs of illness, injury or blood,
You must have been asleep when claimed by death.
Did anybody own you, little cat?
Does anybody miss you, call your name?
Had you somehow strayed from those who loved you
And does somebody search for you in vain?

So thin and fragile, cat, beneath your soaked fur,
Skin and bone, so old and so alone,
You'd curled upon some leaves against the cold wind,
I wonder, old cat, did you even have a home?
Maybe you lived feral all your life, cat,
Maybe you lived wild, away from man,
Or maybe lost and lonely you sought comfort,
Seeking somewhere safe before death came.

Perhaps you found yourself unloved, unwanted,
Perhaps someone in sorrow seeks you still,
I cannot leave you lying there like garbage,
A cat deserves some dignity as well.
Maybe no-one loved you in your lifetime,
But now you'll find some dignity in death,
I can't change your lonely way of passing,
But I will lay you gently in the earth.

Is there anybody mourns your passing?
Anybody waits for you at home?
Were you just a lonely feline wanderer,
Or did you cry in vain outside some door?
Maybe no-one cared enough to love you,
But you'll be treated gently now in death,
Sleep tight, small cat and I will mourn you
And grieve for all the unloved felines who are left.

(S L Smith)

She is Truly an Angel in disguise.

 

The page is dedicated to catsid for her loving kindness

and caring ways for the less fortunate animals

She takes them in and cares for them when no one cares

She nurtures them back to health and will do what ever it takes,

to make sure they are safe and fed.

She is a Guardian Angel to the furbabies who come to her door.

I am Blessed with an Angel for a Friend.

Love

dmpuppylove