Two young princes,

Spirits joined by blood,

Feline,

Loved,

Past from my view in a.wink of my eye,

Both under four months,

One had laid within my freezer for near a month,

I wanted a wood to lay him in,

I have no wood yet,

This morning,

Three am when I found his cousin gone too,

The lifeless forms empty of spirit,

I removed my Charlie from my freezer,

I loved him so,

I love all my firbabies so much,

Not enough litter boxes,

Always enough food,

I share all I have,

They hold my heart,

Shakespear words were so true,

‘Parting is bittersweet!’If  he did not say it,

I’ll say it! Parting is never sweet! It cause drops to fall, bursting forth from my eyes,

I believe upon death the spirit parts its earthly remains and soars,

I’m sure they will not recall the Iowan poet who loved them beyond life itself,

But I will always recall those I loved,

To the moon and back,