Runt of the Litter

Runt of the Litter

Although he was little
His mind was so great
But his body just wouldn’t agree.

He couldn’t get to the milk
‘though he pushed and he shoved
Survival but a matter of degree.

Then something changed
Someone lent him a hand
His position in life far more sure.

He was facing new hope
Food was more than a dream
Life in him blossomed quite pure.

That day was the beginning
A fresh start, a new feeling
Life, he decided was good.

So he pushed and he shoved
His strength he kept building
His desire to succeed meant he could.

All the others soon went
‘though he never knew where
A new life he began with a friend.

He never gave up
He rose to the challenge
And he overcame all in the end.