warm perch is now cold,Bare is the landscape,
bird's songs are long told.
The air is so charged,
nerves wired and tight,
It's just so different,
our impulse is flight.
The talk is just fine,
of peace, love and hope.
Yet actions speak different,
seem only to cope.
A tree I can't climb,
shiny balls not for me.What is it all for,
if not play toys for me?
Let us know when its over,
We'll stay out of the way.
You're too busy to notice,
a' bustling all day.
Give us a few boxes,
'n ribbons to shred.
A pat now and then,
should suffice if we're fed.
A moment of silence,
a thought to be said.Please think of those,
without a warm bed.
This Holiday Season,
a time for good cheer.
Extend some warm wishes,
a paw to hold dear.
Alone on Christmas,
is no place to be.
Is there a place in your heart,
a spot under your tree?
Adopt a pet
Happy Holidays to all!
