You hated visitors but loved their shoes
For so many years you slept a
small still weight by my restless feet.
When I got up you would claim
my spot, leftover warmth, a cuddle.
In the end you who were silent
cried out waking, sleeping, lost, alone.
I would hear and nudge you gently,
not knowing if you were awake, asleep?
To let you know I was always there
awake, and with you in the dark
11 comments:
Lovely poem! So evocative of an animal loved and lost. Thanks, Guy, for stopping and leaving a comment on my blog.
Hi Hilke
Thank you for your comments and for stopping by.
Regards
Guy
This is so lovely!
Hi Sandy
Thank you for your comment.
I really appreciate it.
Guy
This one tugs deeply at my heart. Thank you for sharing it with us, Guy.
Warmly,
Lené
Thanks Lené
That is a wonderful comment, thanks for visiting.
Regards
Guy
What a sweet and tender poem! Did you lose this cat recently? Either way, I am sorry. My cat loves my shoes as well and if I am not careful knits in the middle of them! I think she is trying to claim me and everything I own!
Hi Kathie
We lost Rosemary some years ago but these poems tend to take me awhile. I guess there is more emotion involved.
Thanks
Guy
...such a beautiful poem. The feelings we have for our pets run deep. You stirred up lovely memories of Theo and Mikasa (two of our kitties who died), and of course brought a tear to my eye...
Hi Kelly
Thanks for your kind comments.
I have to admit writing it I had a tear or two myself. But I always feel the joy pets bring outweighs the tears we shed at their loss.
Regards
Guy
Hi Kelly
Thanks for your kind comments.
I have to admit writing it I had a tear or two myself. But I always feel the joy pets bring outweighs the tears we shed at their loss.
Regards
Guy
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