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Grieving
 
The old cat is dying.
She and Helen,
life-long friends,
inseparable.
Helen is the leader of
our discipleship house.
All the boys are grieving for Tortie.

Old female tortoiseshell
who purred away their pain,
as they stroked and petted
the friend who gave them
warmth
and welcome.

When their lives need re-building,
broken men seek love.
The cat sought attention.

They love her.

Kidneys failing,
they must say goodbye tomorrow.
Grown men weeping.
Such sorrow.

None would wish her to linger.
None would wish her pain.
Not even I
and I don't like cats
but tears will fall like rain.



By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: FreeVerse - Loss Of A Family Pet (challenge has been closed)


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