Skye

Sweet as can be,

Little grey and white kitten,

Not moving this afternoon ,

I held him,

I cried,

Thought he had died,

Placed him in a plastic bag then he moved,

I ripped it open,

Held him close to my heart again,

Near death,

Once more I placed him in a bag,

About to take him out back,

Place him with others I loved,

I hate I had set his small frame in the trash bin,

Briefly he honored my existence,

My love held his spiritual being,

My tears fell upon his small cheek,

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Published by Val Whitewolf

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