The innocent
The wee one
Struggles
With last breaths
I tell him to dream,
Your frolicking,
Dashing to and fro with your brothers and sisters,
I can’t go until he goes,
My heart breaks,
With all the lost
I knew today would hurt,
You will always reside in my heart,
He looks just like his father Lewis,
I will hold him on my lap,
I will pray that I can get home safely without dying in the car,
Death is not easy,
Lily over now and then we’ll let the kittens try to feed on her,
Sadie and Precious have tried to feed all 21 kittens the strong ones always fight for food and the weaker’s ones ,
I had nothing,
little bit I had I shared with them all always I always will,
Val Whitewolf 