I hope I'm not asking too much, Lord;

All I want is a home of my own,

And to know when my next meal is coming

Instead of the scraps I get thrown.

I've been out in the cold for so long now,

Just coping as best as I can;

But it's not been so long I've forgotten

The touch of a soft caring hand.

I look in house windows at Christmas,

As cats doze by the fire, quite replete;

How I'd welcome a box in the kitchen,

And tasty food for me to eat.

For me there was tinsel and giftwrap,

But the fun didn't last very long.

They put me outside with the rubbish;

I still don't know what I did wrong.

I really don't want to be greedy;

At the moment I'm all skin and bone,

So would it be too much to hope for

That someone will give me a home?

Author Unknown

Little Cat Lost

So Small am I...

So long the street

So many wheels!

And quick stepping feet!

Alone am I

No passer by

Listens or hears

My frightened cry

Hoping, I wait

Beside the gate

I may be seen

Before I die...

So many people

Fat doggies on leads

Go rushing along

But nobody heeds

A small, lonely kitten

Who is dying for food

For food and a friend

In a home that is Good!

Marygold