“Just living is not enough. One must have sunshine, freedom, And a little flower.” Hans Christian Anderson 

She had been found wandering
The flood streets of New Orleans
She was such a frightened little tyke
Life so far had truly been awfully mean.

She was emaciated and forlorn
None of her siblings had survived
She often stared morosely from her cage
As if she didn’t have a single friend alive.

But every time I passed her way
I heard an extremely timid little ‘yap’
So every time that I passed her way
I stopped and placed her on my lap.

And as I gently stroked her long matted fur
She would very sadly gaze up into my eyes
This tiny orphan had touched my very soul
This lonely creature had made me want to cry.

So on my very last day at the pet rescue camp
I gently picked her up and placed her in my truck
And as we drove off together I named her ‘Flower’
Knowing she would blossom with a little TLC and luck.

©2005, Ed Kostro

There are many other lovely lonely little flowers
Waiting sadly and all alone for someone just like you
At an animal shelter or humane society near your home

 

 

 


Dogs Come when Called

"Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you."

"Of course, every cat is really the most beautiful woman in the room."

Edward Verrall Luca (essayist)

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