POEMS: “Lost dog”


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I saw a little dog today,
And oh, that dog was lost;
He risked his anguished puppy life
With every street he crossed.

He shrank away from outstretched hands,
He winced at every hail —
Against the city’s bigness he
Looked very small and frail.

Distrust lay in his tortured eyes,
His body shook with fright;
(I wondered when he’d eaten last —
And where he’d slept at night!)

I whistled, and I followed him,
And hoped that he might guess
That all my soul reached out to him,
And offered friendliness!

So many times I have been lost,
And lonely and afraid!
I followed through the crowded streets,
I followed — and I prayed.

And then the God of little things,
Who knows when sparrows fall,
Put trust into the puppy’s heart
And made him heed my call. . . .

by Margaret E. Sangster

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Margaret Elizabeth Sangster (February 22, 1838 – 1912) was an American poet, author, and editor. Her poetry was inspired by family and church themes, and included hymns and sacred texts.

Reference: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Margaret_Elizabeth_Sangster


One Comment Add yours

  1. LindaP says:

    Touching poem!


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