A Prayer For Little Paws
Author Unknown
This is a prayer for little paws
All up and down the land.
Driven away, no friendly voice,
Never an outstretched hand.
For weary little paws of beasts
Torn and stained with red.
And never a home and never a rest
Til little beasts are dead.
Oh, God of homeless things, look down
And try to ease the way
Of all the little weary paws
That walk the world today.
