I rescued a puppy yesterday
She was so small and helpless
Only four weeks old and cast away.
She had been placed in a dreadful, cardboard box
No food or water to be found, Sad and alone,
Left to cry on the cold, cold, ground.
I took her from this dreadful box
And held her in my arms,
Soon captivated by all her many charms.
What A sweet little Jazmine Flower.
I put her in a nice warm bath, fed and watered her
while feeling such wrath.
How could anyone stoop so low, to abandon
This tiny little life and cause her to suffer so?
I took her to a rescue, her future to be told
Instead her life was ended at one month old.
Despite my hopes for Jazmines tomorrow, all my
Heart feels now is sorrow.
Those whom I trusted to give her life a healthy start,
Instead gave Jazmine an injection to stop her little heart.
It hurts me so to have been a part, of the stopping of this little
Ones heart, how can I trust again?
Barbara J. Ervin-Weymouth
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