I wrote this poem the day after my cat died. I know I cut it up wierd, but I had wanted to help myself really grasp what happened. It seemed surreal; I can't remember ever NOT having him up until now.
It seems like
Just yesterday,
You were so alive,
So full of life,
But that’s because
It WAS just yesterday.
That morning,
I stroked you,
And you responded
By biting my
Baby finger.
Just like you would.
We were both
So little,
When you adopted us,
And we had
Some good times
Together.
But now,
Already your
Photograph
Brings back those
Bittersweet memories.
I know your
Body was so
Strong and healthy
Once.
No one saw
This coming.
I stroked you
Again.
Not even ten
Hours from that
Morning.
You seemed
So small and stiff
And so cold.
But your face
Was peaceful,
And I know
You were sleeping
That morning.
This time, though,
It’s forever.
Life is so confusing,
And you don’t know
What you have
Until you lose it.
And once it’s gone,
You have a
Million questions.
And they can’t be
Answered.
I heard
When one door
Closes,
Another one
Opens.
But until that
Door opens,
It’s lonely.
It seems like
Just yesterday,
You were so alive,
So full of life,
But that’s because
It WAS just yesterday.
That morning,
I stroked you,
And you responded
By biting my
Baby finger.
Just like you would.
We were both
So little,
When you adopted us,
And we had
Some good times
Together.
But now,
Already your
Photograph
Brings back those
Bittersweet memories.
I know your
Body was so
Strong and healthy
Once.
No one saw
This coming.
I stroked you
Again.
Not even ten
Hours from that
Morning.
You seemed
So small and stiff
And so cold.
But your face
Was peaceful,
And I know
You were sleeping
That morning.
This time, though,
It’s forever.
Life is so confusing,
And you don’t know
What you have
Until you lose it.
And once it’s gone,
You have a
Million questions.
And they can’t be
Answered.
I heard
When one door
Closes,
Another one
Opens.
But until that
Door opens,
It’s lonely.
