Mar 2014
My love is not lost on her
in twilight's fading light
As darkness slowly blankets
her softly ebbing life
She cries to me quietly
lying in my bed
My body is her pillow
for one final night
I cradle her as a child
and gently call her name
As dawn comes
and darkness
fades to light
night slowly falls...
upon my friend
Goodnight my friend
in twilight's fading light
As darkness slowly blankets
her softly ebbing life
She cries to me quietly
lying in my bed
My body is her pillow
for one final night
I cradle her as a child
and gently call her name
As dawn comes
and darkness
fades to light
night slowly falls...
upon my friend
Goodnight my friend
Evie was 21 and my most favored cat of all times, even though she broke every porcelain item I held dear, including a late 17th century tea *** and my late father's coffee cup. Through out our life together she found out that I was rather dim witted and difficult to train. It took her a full 10 yrs. to train me to figure out what her every want and whim was so I could cater to her.
