White socks,
Long hair,
Warm smile as she meowed,
Too young to leave her mom,
I think my little one had worms,
She made my days brighter,
Same size as Drake,
They were so cute playing together,
I held her,her last five hours,
Tried to get her to fight,
So many things to do in this life,
So many people to love and be loved by,
I rapped her little lifeless form in my grey shirt and rested her in the trash can,
Her spirit shall remain with me,
One day I’ll hold her once more,
I wish people could get that my cats that I be long to they are my family,
I loved you Rosa,
See you soon,
Listen to the most recent episode of my podcast: Anthropology of loss of a small kitten named Rosa Parks https://anchor.fm/val-heike-whitewolf/episodes/Anthropology-of-loss-of-a-small-kitten-named-Rosa-Parks-e24rclt