Pets By: DeanPeter
God's GOT to be very busy
so I would guess
So down He sends creatures
to do His work None-The-Less
They scurry about and do they're own thing
but without any doubt they have 2 little wings
These little angels are always there when we sigh
and when times are tough and we start to cry
They cock there heads and just look up at you
trying to remind you..."stop feeling so blue"
They may shake their heads or spit out a sneaze
just to assure you..."you may feel at ease"
wheather it is a cat or a dog
they have this knack for bringing us from the fog
A gentile reminder that "we'll be ok!"
and "we'll make it throught yet one more day"
there's got to be something..like a sixth sense of some kind
it starts in the stomach and spreads to the mind
then spirit runs deap and they seem to take care
of you and me... who ever is there
so treat your pet with respect you see
and they'll give it back to the Nth degree
Copyright 2008 DeanCpoetry Inc.
so I would guess
So down He sends creatures
to do His work None-The-Less
They scurry about and do they're own thing
but without any doubt they have 2 little wings
These little angels are always there when we sigh
and when times are tough and we start to cry
They cock there heads and just look up at you
trying to remind you..."stop feeling so blue"
They may shake their heads or spit out a sneaze
just to assure you..."you may feel at ease"
wheather it is a cat or a dog
they have this knack for bringing us from the fog
A gentile reminder that "we'll be ok!"
and "we'll make it throught yet one more day"
there's got to be something..like a sixth sense of some kind
it starts in the stomach and spreads to the mind
then spirit runs deap and they seem to take care
of you and me... who ever is there
so treat your pet with respect you see
and they'll give it back to the Nth degree
Copyright 2008 DeanCpoetry Inc.
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