Death of self

Happens by degree,

Every time a kitten dies,

My heart decay is a little bit more,

I loose space within my heart,

it’s not significant that’s a new life I loved my heart, .

I weep within,

It physically drains me,

These little lives are my heart,

It is insignificant to me what you think!

All life forms Human or other my love finite¹,

Footnote

1.https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/finite

Published by Val Whitewolf

Val Whitewolf Go live on TikTok everyday. Two emails valheikewhitewolf@gmail.com and valwhitewolfpoet@gmail.com only one. I've written every day for over 500 Days but I didn't notice that I've had 11 days you can keep your virtual things so you mean nothing to me I know how many times I've written Val Heike pen and spirit animal Whitewolf .. https://www.tiktok.com/@valheikewhitewolf?_t=8i4NOlqQ9nC&_r=1

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