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Kindness to Animals
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Little children, never give
Pain to things that feel and live:
Let the gentle robin come
For the crumbs you save at home,
As his meat you throw along
He'll repay you with a song;
Never hurt the timid hare
Peeping from her green grass lair,
Let her come and sport and play
On the lawn at close of day;
The little lark goes soaring high
To the bright windows of the sky,
Singing as if 'twere always spring,
And fluttering on an untired wing,
Oh! let him sing his happy song,
Nor do these gentle creatures wrong.


This poem is in the public domain.


Today's poem has been around for decades, but no author has ever been identified.


Post New Comment:
Anastasia:
A lovely lesson for everyone.
Posted 11/21/2023 08:32 PM
Darrell Arnold:
Amen, Larry.
Posted 11/14/2023 08:01 AM
paradea:
Love this!!!
Posted 11/13/2023 10:48 AM
Wilda Morris:
A wonderful message.
Posted 11/13/2023 09:15 AM
Larry Schug:
The message of this poem means everything to me.
Posted 11/13/2023 08:25 AM
KevinArnold:
Afrom a much simpler time. Our sins have increased in their effect.
Posted 11/13/2023 07:55 AM
Joan Luther:
What a wonderful tribute to World Kindness Day! Thank you, Jayne!
Posted 11/13/2023 06:44 AM


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