Where Kitties GoA Poem by Sean Allen
We just lost our other cat TJ who had been Kit's best friend and adopted son. Kit passed away last year. This morning my wife said she missed TJ so I told her where kitties go.
There is a place where kitties
One table holds a goldfish bowl,
Where paws are searching desperately,
as the people who they cared
They run and frolic all day long,
Though no one ever owns a cat,
So off they go all playfully,
A Sean Allen poem ©2012
© 2012 Sean Allen
Added on August 6, 2012
Last Updated on September 12, 2012
West Haven, CT
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