Thursday, July 28, 2011


She whimpers kind of soft and it hurts me so,
she's lying on the floor mostly still.
She's been with us for so long now,
she'll leave an empty spot unfilled.

And she's just a little kitty, you say,
but she's our very own dear friend.
And she's been here for so much of me,
I don't want her little life to end.

Her breath comes softer and it frightens me,
and I think on all her years of a good life.
I'm not crying yet, but inside it hurts me,
it's another of those heartbreaking goodbyes.

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