I think Nana was named after her cat
Mary the cat didn't like me much
She thought she ran the house, I thought so too
I just wouldn't give her that as well
She'd hiss and stare and give me the creeps
One night I dreamed she tied me away
Sent me on a boat to never return
At dawn, she stretched and washed herself
and seemed surprised that I was still there
My great-grandma died at almost a hundred
I believe the cat lived just as long
It might have died or moved away
Or she's immortal just as I thought
She must miss Nana just like I do
They were good friends until the end
Or so I imagine, I really wasn't there
Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
I think Nana was named after her cat
Mary the cat didn't like me much
She thought she ran the house, I thought so too
I just wouldn't give her that as well
She'd hiss and stare and give me the creeps
One night I dreamed she tied me away
Sent me on a boat to never return
At dawn, she stretched and washed herself
and seemed surprised that I was still there
My great-grandma died at almost a hundred
I believe the cat lived just as long
It might have died or moved away
Or she's immortal just as I thought
She must miss Nana just like I do
They were good friends until the end
Or so I imagine, I really wasn't there
I'm not sure what qualifies as poetry and I'm mostly just putting down what is on my mind for now
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