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Kitty’s Sunset, an elegy

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Baby, I miss you.

Through love and joy,

You’ve carved

your place in my heart so deeply

that I can never ever replace you here.

After days of searching, scouring the entire neighborhood, trying to find you;

I realized

that with how much you love me—

you would never ran away

and leave me.

But finding your lifeless body in our yard—

in a fetal position

covered with rocks and dry leaves—

I wanted to scream.

But I couldn’t.

Deep inside, I’m wailing

while whimpering your name.

Reckoning with guilt,

perhaps I didn’t take care of you enough—

Perhaps I didn’t do enough to protect you—

sorry baby,

sorry baby—

Mommy is so sorry.

Your fondest memories;

of you waiting for me to come home from work,

of you going to our room before I even get there,

of you being always excited whenever I bring you treats—feeding you pulled cattle fishes, lickable treats, and beef jerkies,

of how much you wanted me to carry you in my lap or sit at my belly,

of you being always careful with your paws so as not to scratch me.

and more—

I will always cherish them all.

Because Kitty,

I didn’t rescue you—

It was you who saved me.

13 thoughts on “Kitty’s Sunset, an elegy”

  2. It is good that you write down your sorrow and even in the form of art. I am sure your love has been seen and you will be comforted. God sees your heart and His comfort is on its way.

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