Poem: I used to be a Lonely Rabbit

Thanks 194 supporters!  Here is a beautiful poem, I hope you enjoy it.

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Lynda W.

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I used to be a lonely rabbit, just looking for a home.
I simply had no place to go, no one to call my own.

I wandered through the streets and fields, in rain, in heat and snow
I ate whatever I could find, I was always on the go.

My skin would itch, my feet were sore, by body ached with pain,
And no one stopped to give a pat or gently say my name.

I never saw a loving glance, I was always on the run,
For people thought that hurting me was really lots of fun.

And then one day I heard a voice, so gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me and took me off my feet.

“No one again will hurt you,” was whispered in my ear.
“You’ll have a home to call your own where you will know no fear.

You will be dry, you will be warm, you’ll have enough to eat
And rest assured that when you sleep, your dreams will all be sweet.”

I was afraid, I must admit, I’ve lived so long in fear
I can’t remember when I let a human come so near.

And as she tended to my wounds and cleaned and brushed my fur.
She told me ‘bout the rescue group and what it meant to her.

She said, “We are a circle, a line that never ends.
And in the centre there is you, protected by new friends.

And all around you, are the ones who’ll keep you safe and sound,
Who will share their loving home with you until a forever one can be found.

We will do all we can, by searching near and far,
To find the perfect home for you, where you can be a star.”

She said, “There is a family, , that’s waiting patiently
And pretty soon we’ll find them, just you wait and see.”

And then they’ll join our circle, they’ll help to make it grow,
So there’ll be room for more like you, who have no place to go.”

I waited very patiently. The days, they came and went.
“Today’s they day,” I would hope, “my family will be sent.”

Then just when I began to think it wasn’t meant to be,
There were people standing there just gazing down at me.

I knew then in a heartbeat, I could tell they felt it too,
They said, “We have been searching for a special bun like you.”

Now every night, I say a prayer to all the Gods that be
Thank you for the life I live and all you’ve given me.

But most of all, protect the pets, in the pounds and on the streets
And send a rescue person to lift them off their feet.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN
FROM: http://goldenbunnies.co.uk/