Cuddles trotted and prodded down the slippery slope
Rain dropped in droves; her wiggly legs could hardly cope
She terribly missed her Mama and Papa so
Poor Cuddles muddled in the muddy yuck all alone
Cuddles needed critters to brighten her droopy mood
She shivered and quivered and needed some food
It wasn’t like her to constantly brood
but where was Mama and Papa, she crooned
They wouldn’t leave her by her lonesome
They’d make sure she’s protected and then some
Cuddles prayed, off and on, for friendly critters to come
Critter drifters to frolic with, so not to think of Pa and Mum
Cuddles thought of the One and how He guided her along
With the One silently beside her, though wobbly, she’d be strong
but, Cuddles had flutter butterflies in her tummy,
thinking things was wrong
‘cuz Mama and Papa was gone,
and suddenly, funny thing, she heard a song
“Hark, I hear jolly sounds,” Cuddles thought, “I hear happy hums!”
Cuddles stopped in her mucky tracks
and wondered where those hums came from
“Now they’re getting closer,” thought Cuddles, in her mind
“Oh, I do hope they’re just like my kind!”
Her paws didn’t budge, no, dare her not
Then just around the bend, a motion she done caught…
(Cuddles meets up with Granbee’s critters, http://granbee.wordpress.com,
and her journey surprises even herself,
as she continues her courageous search for Mama & Papa…
she may reunite with them again,
or she’ll mourn and grieve for some time,
then she’ll still believe in the One to take care of herself
with her new critter friends.)
© LScott 2012
Author’s Note: If you haven’t visited Granbee, yet,
please take the time to do so. She is a beautiful,
witty, faithful, loving soul and her Critter Collection
is enchanting and absolutely delightful!
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