I am a homeless stray, but I am NOT worthless..

Tribute to all stray animals out there who died in the tragic ways; 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

- Mary Frye - 

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A few years from now, we really hope there will be no cat straying on the streets, no dog digging the trash looking for food, no hopeless kittens and puppies being dumped in the rain, and no soul being tortured by heartless human. 

Ameen...