Would mum and babes survive the night?
What was the squealing sound?
An angel from her bed came down
And shone her torch around
The mum lay rigid, filled with dread
Fear filled her troubled mind
Life always cruel, she knew for sure,
No human could be kind.
How wrong she was, life could be good
And all was perfect now
As all three cuddled in her home
The lady made a vow
All three could stay forever more
No hell for Moon again
And Star and Twinkle, lucky pups
Would never suffer pain
Now through the day and every night
All four will gather round
Moon, Star and Twinkle gazing up
At the angel they had found
So many strays have found their home
A haven free from fear
They were the first but not the last
No waifs unwelcome here