Kindness to Animals

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 grassy lair;

Let her come and sport and play

On the lawn at close of day.

Up the lark goes soaring high

To the blue dome of the sky,

As if it were always spring,

Fluttering on untired wing.

Let him sing his happy song,

Nor do any creature wrong!

—Anonymous.