For You, Augustus*

eFor You, Augustusf

 

(Remembering a Gentleman)

 

For you, Augustus,

Have grown old,

 

Though golden is your mane

 

And you have

Much to do with gold,

As love you still retain

 

Beyond the gate,

The cruel winds blow

Where death has

 

Not a care

 

Yet you would chance

The journey now,

 

As you have loved ones there

 

You are a king

Of kindly cats,

 

A kindred life

Grown frail

 

That gazes from behind a gate

And licks his shedding tail.[1]

Reviews

[emmajoy]

A rhythmic tribute that really moves me.. reads as if spoken lightly yet, with a tear or two spilling. Thank you so much for sharing, Paris. Take care keep safe.