Poems and thoughts we can share and love!

[Lisbeth Mønsted Larsen]

 Against a darkend sky stands a slender shadow looking over lower ground alert seeing something move in the distance without a sound leaping forward with tremendous power muscles tightning and relaxing with the flowing rythm pure speed eating up the distance to the tiny dots in the distance joining them in a dance of grace and speed fast shadows covering ground faste than any other. Circling clearly having fun weawing fabrics of dreams as they run because they can. Freedom and happiness is theirs.oh to see them move takening your breath away with slender beautiful bodies moving with lightning pace as they draw near their features light up and joy is in their very eyes oh to see them run transports you to an other world one of peace and joy let us hope more get to run like that playing in the sun running because they can. 

[Lisbeth Mønsted Larsen]

Thanks Marina. I wrote these things. Like you I hope that compassionate souls are born into a world who realy needs them. I know of a few you being one of them. Thanks for the compliments regarding my writing. 

[Marina Trofin]

Who writes such wonderful words about animals is an animal lover for sure! Let's pray for these lovers to born more often!

[Lisbeth Mønsted Larsen]

Abandoned. The day is getting warmer by the minute his feet are sore he is hungry and thirsty. No one seems to care there are so many of them out there on the streets where life has no value and where the next meal is but a distant dream or a nightmare if you wake with a stomach crying for food.There is no solice out there on the streets people should be kept at a distance for they throw stones and shoot other dogs. So far he has been lucky to escape. He smells food oh glorious food at a distance he carefully follows the scent in secret scared of being noticed hardly any strenght left in his emaciated sore boddy. Finally he sees a woman setting a bowl of delicious smelling food on the ground oh and water too glorious clear cool water. He can no longer resist he carefully makes his way to that bowl of food and the one of water the kind hearted woman comes closer and he lets her finally placing his trust in this woman who strokes his head she puts a collar and leash on him he was rescued on that day now a distance memory or nightmare he is resting in soft duvaes and he is loved. No longer abandoned no more starvation. He is one of the few the lucky few  others never make it past the first few days as they have suffered unspeakabel tortures and the betrayal of being abandoned out there on those streets of searing pain and with nowhere to go. Let one of the waifts and strays into your heart and home you will not regret. There are countless souls needing kindness and compassion many more needing homes.