Email Poem

Your IP Address: 3.144.149.217
Your Email Address:
To Email Address:
Subject
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem
soft dough eye eucalyptus eater
 a vegan that sleeps through the days 
 without the energy of meat from a deaden cousin
 the gentle soft Australian teddy bear, alone or with
 a mother— there a little one cradled in  her lap or
 a warm blanket that holds him in the arms of another      
 a young girl an old woman, young teens, a golden dog
 accepting the warm concerned arms of teens boys!
 that drive their cars and fold  them in there laps and cars    and they know they must determine what to do to feed     and care for them
 They will become wondrous  men,  and fathers, game   wardens, vets, vet techs, wildlife scientist and just good 
 people and women will search them out the Koala young    men of great kindness and warmth.  And the mothers of  all living things are walking through fire to clasp the babies   and walk through the flames to bring them to safety 
 it will be hard to care for so many frightened beings, but  it is a good and wise choice, a joyous plan, where life’s  decisions give you choices  the coldness of money, the unloving competitive friends 
 or the warm hearts of  mankind struggling to keep  precious beings alive and sharing the warmth of goodness  that surrounds them caring for their brothers and sisters,  doe eyed deer, soft and damaged creatures foxes. baby   bats with faces like foxes.thin young Kangaroos seeing help from once a predator man
 who now wraps them up and brings them water and takes  them to safety and home.  The man who took the tiger home from the Zoo to save him.  The animals know that mankind can be angels as well as demons. They are never    sure but now they feel the difference. God bless the mankind born with gentle hearts and strong arms and  wisdom.  Let us all join together strong against those who live for money who live for power
 who have such empty empty hearts and minds.   Destroying the oceans, the rivers, the skies and air, the trees and woods the forests for their pockets of paper and coin  and their empty souls.
CAPTCHA Preview
Type the characters you see in the picture
Required