Some give so much love
they empty out their heart
but they are often the lonely ones
if we can only start
to understand their predicament
why so many tears?
may be too old in the tooth
too fat too thin
it appears
they don’t have that
love me factor
they don’t have that
film star flair
they have all their attributes
but others will not share
the love they have is wonderful
and the need to share it so
they are the ones left in the pound
they are the one’s who go
they are the one’s who weep
alone
who walk the path of woe
nobody seems to love them
despite their inner glow
they give so much
they are passionate
about their love for you
but perhaps they don’t have
the sparkle
that some have
and that comes through
and so they find they are consigned
to the lonely part of the street
or to sit alone in the forest
or are just turned into meat
the rat is a furry animal
who suffers in its role
whenever its seen in gardens
maybe it wants a stroll
but the human kind have fixed ideas
and a rat is vermin so
it won’t be long before
poison baits so blue
begin to show
now had it been a nightingale
a sort of rat with wings
that sat upon the fence at night
opened its throat and sings
she would have food put out for her
and smiles and love all round
if only someone loved me
said the poor rat on the ground
if only someone loved me
said the old dog in the yard
chained up in all weathers
the house he has to guard
but not even good shelter
when winter rains do bite
if only someone loved me
my life would just be bright
if only humans realised
that wnen they met someone
who gave their love un conditionally
that love was like the sun
it warmed their combined spirits
and would last the test of time
falling in love is wonderful
for the spirit then can climb
if only I was handsome
said the old cat on the wall
instead I’m me and people
they throw stones at me
hoping that I fall
its strange how those that
give their hearts unconditionally
are often the victims
and die apparently
alone and without anyone
to comfort them and be
truly lovely to them
its very sad to see
perhaps if we change our attitude
and open up our eyes
we will see and hear that loving
and share it before it dies
too many graves are silent
inside a sad wee soul
who gave their love so freely
and others kind of stole
all of their affection
and left them in the street
limping sobbing sighing
feeling incomplete
lets remember the waifs and strays
those caged up in the cold
lets remember those sweet ones
whether young or old
that displayed a love and affection
for us
which we turned away
we could have just been nicer to them
instead we made them pay
they left this world in sorrow
they left us tear in eye
they clearly missed just seeing us
so why oh why oh why
did we not open up our hearts
and share a little love
every soul has value
rat or wolf or dove