The animals we love, are often abused,
Tortured and left to suffer.
The same animals, without hesitation,
Save lives, and protect us from others.
These same animals that would Indubitably,
Sacrifice themselves and their lives,
Relentlessly protect our lives from harm,
Keep us warm and love us dearly.
And what do they ask in return,
For that relentless love, sacrifice,
And undying companionship?
Not much . . . Just LOVE.
They want to cuddle with us,
Keep us warm and protect us from harm.
Maybe sneak a snack from the plate
When we're ignoring, or out of sight.
Go for a walk, or sit and listen to us talk.
Nap on our clothes, so our scent is close.
This helps them to sleep more peacefully,
When we're not near.
They learn tricks, because it makes us happy.
They'd rather sit and stare at us with love.
Ears perk up when they hear us coming.
Yet these fur balls can't help but love us only.
They patiently wait for us to finish eating,
Hoping we drop something on the floor.
And when they hear the house keys jingle,
They beg to accompany us without thinking.
How can people abuse animals that love them.
Beg to be near us, and cry when we're away.
Love to be petted, pampered and spoiled,
And would give their life just to be loved by us.
©Lee Christine Brownlee
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