A Stray Dog’s Prayer
Dear God, please send me somebody who’ll care! I’m tired of running, I’m sick with despair. My body is aching; it’s so racked with pain, and dear God I pray, as I run in the rain. That someone will love me and give me a home, a warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone. My last owner tied me all day in the yard sometimes with no water, and God that was hard. So I chewed my leash, and I ran away. To rummage in garbage and live as a stray. But now God, I’m red and hungry and cold, and I’m so afraid that I’ll never grow old.
They’ve chased me with sticks and hit me with stones, while I run the streets just looking for bones! I’m not really bad, God, please help if you can, or I have become just a “Victim of Man!” I’m wormy dear God and I’m ridden with fleas, and all that I want is an Owner to please! If you find one for me God, I’ll try to be good, and I won’t chew their shoes, and I’ll do as I should. I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey…. when they tell me to sit, to lie down or to stay! I don’t think I’ll make it too long on my own, cause I’m getting so weak and I’m so all alone. Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry, cause I’m so afraid God, that I’m going to die. And I’ve got so much love and devotion to give, that I should be given a new chance to Live! So dear God, please answer my prayer, and send me someone who will REALLY care.