Pitter patter white paws turning blacker As you run through the leaves they all scatter You meow meow like a summers song and you don't stop till the sun is gone. Your purr is like an engine that never stops. It gets so loud I can't hear you shredding away at my socks. But i didn't care about how many glasses you tipped or birds you killed even though the sleepless nights were not a thrill. And I still sit and cry and wonder why why This had to happen to me. Not once, but twice. why everything I had ever loved was now living in the world above.
Dedicated to my 9 month old kitten lily. Rest in peace.
16 years, 8 months & 25 days ago
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