A Rescuer's Prayer
Now I lay me down to rest...
I pray my soul can stand the test
of watching critters lose their homes...
While owners gripe and cry and moan.
I long for strength of spirit
that they'll find a loving home again
where they will know a loving heart...
I can't do much, but it's a start.
Spare me from the owner's pleas...
About the baby's allergies
or how they're moving out of state...
Or spitefulness between cat and mate.
Please keep me sane
while dealing with the woman
who bought as a gift...
A wiggling tiny ball of fluff
that now is playing way to rough.
Remind me I should bite my lip
when confronted with
"He grew to quick"
"I didn't know he'd get so large"
"He seems to think that he's in charge"
Protect my heart when I hear them say
"I think we'll breed our dog some day"
Sometimes I think I'll break in two;
Each day brings trials harsh and new.
And if I die before I wake
I pray one hopeless soul you'll take;
my tears are gone,
my faith is bare;
Lord, please hear my rescue prayer.
"He who feeds a hungry animal,
feeds his own soul"