Tail tucked between your legs, confusion in your eyes.
I know it's hard to understand that someone heard your
cries.
When loneliness is all you know and pain is all you
feel
and no one can be trusted, and hunger's all too real ...
That's the time the Lord sees you and lets you know
He's there.
That's when He sends His messengers, the hearts that
love and care.
Yes, rescuers and angels, you cannot see their wings,
they keep them neatly folded as they do their caring
things.
The medicine to make you well, good food to make you
strong,
and finally to help you learn that hugs are never
wrong.
The perfect place then must be found, the home where
you can live,
secure and safe and happy with joy to get and give.
When you reach your Forever Home, your place to feel
whole,
the Angels smile, and off they go to save another
soul.
(Author unknown)
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