Lennox will be remembered.

Lennox will be remembered.

Lennox was put to sleep for no reason in July 11, 2012 by a Court Order in Belfast,
Northern Ireland.
After 2 years of struggling for Lennox's life, the battle was lost.
It's so hard for me to express my inner emotions, so all I could do is post Lennox photo 
on this wall in order to be remembered as a pet who was born to live.
Unfortunately, many humans did not think so...
You can read Lennox's story in Facebook.
What else can I tell you? I am crying now...

Lonesome George crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

Lonesome George crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

Lonesome George crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

Chelonoidis nigra abingdoni, or Pinta Island giant tortoise, is a subspecies of Galapagos Islands tortoise native to Ecuador's Pinta Island, believed to have become extinct in June 24th, 2012.

The Pinta Island tortoise is the rarest animal in the world. The last known individual of the subspecies was a male named "Lonesome George", a conservation icon, who died on 24 June, 2012 at 8:00 a.m. local time in Ecuador, South America.

He was believed to be over 100 years old, and he weighed 200 pounds. The event may have marked the total extinction of his subspecies. Lonesome George had been found dead by his caretaker of 40 years. The Director of the Galapagos National Park suspects that the cause of death was heart failure consistent with the end of the natural life cycle of a tortoise.

In his last years, he was known as the rarest creature in the world. George served as a potent symbol for conservation efforts in the Galapagos Islands and internationally.

Steve Irwin, the Australian Zoologist, visited the Galapagos Islands with its famous giant tortoises, and recorded the events on film for his TV programs.

Farewell to Lonesome George, the last representative of the giant tortoise subspecies. He was a symbol of biodiversity loss, but his legacy is felt in the work to restore Galapagos habitats.

Lonesome George's death is very sad news for me and for the world.

Good-Bye, George!!

The Spirit of the Horse.

"The Spirit of the Horse."

As a freelance writer, I may say that there are all sort of people in this world, the ones who care, and the careless, who don't care about anything, but themselves. A generous and compassionate heart is a golden heart with a living God in it. This poet cares so much for the ones in need of help. You had better believe it, because I've got a huge true love for the helpless ones...
Teaching good life lessons will be stored in people's minds, as you go about touching hearts worldwide. If you are a writer, why don't you tell an inspirational story with good deeds in the end to touch hearts worldwide!! Perhaps, there is something wrong in the world that needs to be fixed. So tell us about it what is going on wrongly, for every word counts in the end, so these words will build up mountains, and they will scream, yell and shout their living rights everywhere. And their echoe will be heard for each and everyone...
As you may already realize, I am an animal lover and advocate. I love dogs, cats, horses, and so on. Well, I am going to tell you a story with two horses this day.

Just up the road from my home is a field with two horses in it. From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you get a closer look, you will notice something quite interesting...

One of the horses is blind.

His owner has chosen neither to have him put down, nor be sent to the slaughter, but has made him a safe haven and comfortable barn to live in.

This alone is pretty amazing.

If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell. It is coming from a smaller horse in the field. Attached to the horse's halter is a small, copper-colored bell. It lets the blind friend know where the other horse is, so he can follow...

As you stand and watch closely to these two friends, you'll be able to see that the horse with the bell is always checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse will listen for the bell. Then, he'll slowly walk to where the other horse is, trusting he will not be led astray.

When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, he will stop occasionally to look back, making sure that the blind friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.

Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect, or because we have problems or challenges.

God watches over us and even brings others into our lives, in order to help us when we are in need of help. Sometimes, we are the blind horse, being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives. God guides our footsteps as we follow Him with a true faith.

In other times, we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way if they get lost or astray.

If you had a blind animal, would you take care of him/her, or let him/her go?? I wonder...

Frank is my 17-year-old Siamese cat. I feed him with food and water on daily basis. Ositoy and Sonya are 10-year-old European style cats. Sonya has developed some sort of cataract in both eyes. If she goes blind, I shall always take good care of her, no matter what. I love them all!!

Thank you for reading My Monthly Newsletters!!

Poet Starry Dawn.

Guide Dog Helps Blind Man and Blind Dog.

"Guide Dog Helps Blind Man and Blind Dog."

As a freelance writer, I may say that there are all sort of people in this world, the ones who care, and the careless, who don't care for anything, but themselves. A generous and compassionate heart is a golden heart with a living God in it.

Teaching good life lessons will be stored in people's minds for a lifetime, as you go about touching hearts worldwide with your good teaching habits.

If you are a writer, why don't you tell an inspirational story with good deeds in the end, in order to touch hearts worldwide!!...

I have recently read this inspirational true story that has brought me into tears, and touched my heart so much that I would love to share it with you, dear readers.

In the English town of Suffolk, Graham who is a blind man, has two guide dogs -one that can see and one that can't.

After six years of loyal service, Graham's guide dog, Edward, developed cataracts and became blind. Both of his eyes were removed. Graham was devastated, so rather than give up on Edward -his loyal pet and former guide dog- when he lost his eye-sight, Graham got a new guide dog to help them both.

Opal, the replacement dog, not only helps her owner now to carry out everyday tasks, but also helps Edward to get around. While Edward is well-known in Schools and in the English Community of Suffolk, Opal is now developing her own reputation.

Graham, their owner, talks about their unique training and about the amazing way in which these special dogs help their people.

This is a true inspirational story about our loyal pet friends.

Thank you for reading My Monthly Newsletters!!

Poet Starry Dawn.

Happy Mother's Day to One and All!!

Advocates of the Humane Society International wish you...
Happy Mother's Day to One and All!!
Kindness, Compassion, Loyalty and Gratitude,
Your Best Friends, the Animals of the World.
P.S.: If we are scared and lonely, will you help us??...
Will you still be our true friend??...
How trustworthy can you really be?? We still wonder...

"The Last Condor in The Mountains." Extinction is Forever.

"The Last Condor in The Mountains." Extinction is Forever.

The condor passed. It left the memories of its path

On the surface of the Earth and upon high.

Birds are Symbols of Freedom.

The tempest roared under its wings,

Mountains rolled the mist gazing upon its flight.

The earnest expression of commitment

Was their loyalty to the same mate for life.

The condor passed. Birds are Symbols of Freedom.

Once upon a time, the story tells...

The flute begins to play as their bosom fly,

While condors' eyes are watching their offspring

Carefully placed on a hidden nest

Upon a high hill, where the wind sings.

Condors' Mountains drew high dreams upon the clouds.

Condors were giant silhouettes drifting away upon high.

The home and spirit of ancient civilizations,

The whispers of rhyming whistles,

The realizations of silent sounds,

To Andean Condors, those Giant Mountains were giving shelter,

No longer chain of mountains -on Earth- was found.

The condor passed through the storms...

The sun basked under its wings.

Those giant birds would glide 'till the end,

When there wouldn't be any more Springs.

Those rare giant figures crossing the blue sky

Were flushing their wings like a thunder

On the summit upon high.

They watched it all and lived their lives 'till the end...

They were giant riders in the air upon the sky.

The last andean condor passed...

Unfortunately, they would travel no more...

They were endangered rare species in a way to extinction.

Now, they are extinct from their natural environment.

Just a few condors live in U.S. Sanctuaries,

Where Americans try to save them from complete extinction.

When condor passed, the sky roared a thunder,

Mountains stood tall and brave.

Rocks felt the impact of its wondrous presence,

Although they were standing still and safe.

Birds are Symbols of Freedom.

The glowworms only guarded their sleep,

As mother nature claimed the condor's feast.

How gorgeous, majestic and breathtaking views!!...

The last condor passed with its majestic nature.

Birds are Symbols of Freedom.

Let me soar on freedom's wings!!

So the true message to the world, I could bring...

My deep heart over condors' wings will always sing.

The requiem began...

Time was running short...

And when roaming was finished,

Then, the last condor's life exhaled, and it was over...

The epitaph was signed with the rain,

For the last flights had not been in vain.

The glacier shed a tear not in vain,

For the last condor who no one would see again...

The andean condor's lonely body lay on the ground.

The weeping mountain shed another tear,

For the last falling condor, who -to earth- was bound.

I'll always remember Symbols of Freedom.

Author: Poet Starry Dawn.

This poem is dedicated to the memory of condors, an extinct species. Humans sent them to extinction. Extinction is forever.

Thank you in advance for reading My Monthly Newsletters!!

Do not go away or leave me alone!! I shall return...

"BABY SEALS CRY." (MY POEM)

"BABY SEALS CRY."  (MY POEM)

Listen now to these words, for my tears will sour...
Today and at this hour, somewhere in the North Pole,
A trail of blood is left on the ice floes,
Baby Seals cry for their moms with their rhyming souls.
I cry aloud to the Lord writing my words out.
My heart bleeds drifting heartaches in the mist,
When I am watching the dying baby seals.
This cruel practice must soon end.
With pain and blood's shed, I shall never deal.

The Humane Society of the U.S. is doing its best
Trying to protect endangered species on this Earth.
Living species have their rights to live.
Conservation is the key for survival in birth.

I do not understand why humans kill.
To save the world, Lord, I say my prayers.
I lay my living words on Your Almighty feet, if You care.
Please dear God, change the world for the better,
For this inner pain, I -no longer- bear.

If you still love to listen to the serenade of seal pups at dawn,
With the wrinkled sea beneath the early sun,
If you still love to see them alive crawling in the snow,
These white furry friendly pups are just like warm cotton balls.
You can certainly make a difference in their young lives...
Let us join together to save them!! Let us make the calls!!

Oh, Lord!! Hear my heartbeats for the baby seals!!
I believe in the power of prayers, in the power of Your love,
It indeed, unfolds before my eyes.
I shall soar like an eagle, for Your Holy Spirit leads me on,
To reach Your heart, Lord, where I truly belong.

Author: Poet & Song-Writer Starry Dawn.