I’m not really in the mood to write poetry right now, but I need to write something to ease my pain and sadness. To let go; to say goodbye is so difficult; especially when it is sudden and unexpected.

My little kitten is dying;
beautiful, soft and sweet,
delicate frame and tender heart,
in contrast to her overly clawed big feet.

A full grown cat in kitten disguise;
affectionate, quiet, but determinedly attached,
she slept on my lap almost daily,
she gave comfort and never scratched.

Sickness slowly creeping upon her;
she never complained,
suddenly too weak to play or eat,
and breathing very strained.

There is no way back;
a disease that lay dorment for years,
it can not be cured
so my heart is filled with tears.

CSRoth

Sabre

copyright CSRoth

copyright CSRoth

She was very tiny when she came to us. A friend of my daughter’s was moving and could not keep her. I think it’s been 7or 8 years now, although it doesn’t seem that long ago. We already had a cat, and they never really got along as friends, but they didn’t fight. Our other cat goes in and out, but we kept Sabre inside.

I am already missing her while she’s in the hospital but I’m hoping to bring her home for a day or two before she goes. If it’s not too stressful for her, I’d like her to take her final rest in the comfort of her own home.