by Sammy Stein

Created on: May 18, 2010

A fleeting glance, the softest purr

The sense of loss - I miss her fur

My brain makes picrtures, I see here there

My heart knows well, she is no more

I go to sleep, I sense here prescence

She rubs my head, I feel her essence

I hear her mew, I feel her breath

Yet when I wake, nothing is left

My friend, my cat, my constant friend

When will  I see you once again?

Yet, in my soul I know she lives

As long as I remember her

The licks, the cuddles, the soft miaow

I love you Ebony, then and now.

   

Learn more about this author, Sammy Stein.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.