Skye, My Dear CatA Poem by ChelseaFor my cat :)Skye, My Dear Cat Grey and white, you’re coloured Like the white and grey clouds, that’s why you’re named Skye You walk about the house with a mission To make us all smile and laugh When I feel down, you sit with me Purring away, like it’s going to be okay I stroke your soft silky fur You rule the house Claiming the tops of refrigerators And my blu-ray players Your perch upon them, as if you were a king But one day Your happy vibe gets weak As your body is sick You’re breathing hard, you no longer purr Your struggle to make it from day to day I’m sad to see the poor sight of you Alas final breath you take, A bead like tear streaks my face I’m sad to see you go But happy that you no longer suffer I miss you Skye © 2011 ChelseaAuthor's Note
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Added on January 2, 2011Last Updated on January 2, 2011 AuthorChelseaCanadaAboutPoetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. - Carl Sandburg Hello! Thank you for checkin’ out my page on the café! My name is Chelsea or Chels. I’m fifteen years old, your .. more..Writing
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