Poems about Animals
Where are the Wild Things
When they are no longer wild
There is no chance for them to explore
I sit there paitently looking around,
I look up feeling a drop of water upon my face,
I can feel a storm coming soon,
Why can't they have rights?
As animals ourselves we believe all should be treated equal and fair
If I obtained the power
to look at any situation through my dogs eyes
i would look at the front door
A house is not a home without a dog,
A house is not a home without a cat.
It doesn't matter how you say it,
I remember the day
When I knew what I wanted to be
I was so little
people were always saying