When Angels Tread on Earth......

There was no excitement,
When they held your miniature form,
All they wanted was a way out,
Unwanted you lay,to face every storm.

Among the heap of garbage,
Or in a temple or lane,
You were left as good as dead,
This could not be done by anyone sane!

Against all odds you lived,
You reached the hands of those who cared,
Though your flesh and blood forgot you,
With love and tenderness you were reared.

Now in the place where you are nurtured,
You eat, share and live with those like you,
Years pass by and then behold,
A new family adopts the chosen few.

Years come and years go,
I wonder what life holds for you,
Will you be within these walls forever,
Or Will you find a parents' love true?

Little kids are after all,
Little angels that tread on Earth,
The only difference that sets them apart,
Is these kids are disowned after their birth.

All of us raised in parents' love and care,
Are truly a blessed and fortunate lot,
So when we have experienced that sense of belonging,
Let's strive to do the same for those who have not.

If you look into their eyes,
You see the sparkle and delight,
How they crave for love and affection,
They light up when you are in sight.

It does not take much, to show that you care,
A small donation goes a long way,
Adoption will give them a new leash of life,
But even unbridled love will make their day!