This poem was written by Elizabeth Clark *I have altered it so it fits ferrets. **copied with permission What morning when you waken Is the right one to decide That this ferret will be forsaken And no more with you abide? A ferret like this, she'll find a home And what will be the harm In telling all the children That she's living on a farm? As you bring her in and leave her In her lonely metal cage, And act as though you have not choice, I feel a silent rage. What heinous thing has this ferret done? What had been her crime? Or are other things more pressing and you just don't have the time? This ferret who loved her family And played with them day by day Has become an inconvenience And has now been sent away. She keeps a faithful vigil, The tears in my eyes burn, While with trusting expectation She waits for your return. A ferret like this will have no home, No family will be found For who will take an older ferret When younger ones abound? Now at last her time has come, And with a gentle nod I'll craddle your ferret in my arms And send her back to God. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Web Pages by Mi Designs - http://www.mi-designs.com * |^|^|^|^|* Sign up for the Graphics Tips N' Tricks monthly newsletter at - http://www.GraphicsTnT.com ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Posted in FML issue 2607]