Your Pet Loss Poems

'A Poem for a Cat Called Pandy'

by Graham Willingale
(Knutsford, England)

Soft were my paws,
for I stayed indoors.
Deep was my purr,
you must concur.
Small were my demands,
a few viands;
a place that was warm,
not a dorm;
a cuddle or two;
and a window with a view.
Loud was my meow,
you must avow;
Sadly for you,
my life was due.
and now I have departed,
you must not be sad hearted.
For my race is done,
and your heart I won.

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