"Miracle of Life"
 
"Come quick", their mother said, "The time is getting near"; 
She feels that when the kittens come the children should be here.
She told them that a big orange Tom took "Kitty" as his wife, 
"It's wonderful, a gift from God, the miracle of life".

At half a year young "Kitty" feels too painful and too scared, 
To appreciate six miracles, blind-eyed and yellow haired.
But she knows these lives depend on her and nature tells her how,
And as she cleans them, children ask "Mom, can we go now?"

But now and then, for six more weeks the children visit her, 
To play with six new magic toys, made of life and fur.

The six weeks pass, the newness gone and new homes yet unfound,
Mom bundles up six miracles and takes them to the pound,
Where lovingly, with gentle hands and no tears left to cry,
The shelter workers kiss them once and take them off to die.

And "Momma Kitty", now she's called, mourns her loss and then, 
She's put outside, and of course, she's pregnant once again.
Dad tells "Kitty" STOP THIS NOW or you wont live here long!, 
But deep inside of Momma Cat, this time something's wrong.

Too young, too small, too often bred now nature's gone awry, 
Momma Kitty feels it too and she crawls off to die.
She too is freed from this cruel world, and from her time of strife. 
How harsh the truth, how high the price, this "Miracle of Life"?
 

 
                                     "RESCUE ANGELS"
 
 Tail tucked between your legs 
Confusion in your eyes
I know it's hard to understand
That Someone heard your cries 
When loneliness is all you know
And pain is all you feel
And no one can be trusted 
And hunger's all too real 
That's the time the Lord sees you 
And lets you know He's there 
That's when He sends His messengers
The hearts that love and care 
Yes, rescuers are angels
You cannot see their wings 
They keep them neatly folded 
As they do their caring things 
The medicine to make you well 
Good food to make you strong 
And finally to help you learn 
That hugs are never wrong
The perfect place then must be found
The home where you can live 
Secure and safe and happy
With joy to get and give 
When you reach your Forever Home
Your place to feel whole
The Angels smile, and off they go
                                     To save another soul...
 
A poem that expresses the emotions of a cat in the rescue process... 
 
Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed, 
All nicely tucked into my warm new bed. 
I would like to open my baggage Lest I forget, 
There is so much to carry - So much to regret. 
Hmm.. Yes there it is, right on the top - 
Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss, 
And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame. 
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave - 
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me, 
But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me. 
Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things and take me right back? 
Do you have the time to help me unpack? 
To put away my baggage, To never re-pack? 
I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see, 
But I do come with baggage - 
Will you still want me? 
 
 

(Manxalot) Thanksalot for helping out. 

MANXALOT RESCUE CENTER 

 

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