For My Friend, Leona
Kitty,
To see you in death, so delicate, so small
to want to gather you up,
and rock you.
Sing you a soft little song.
Kitty, I love you
I didn’t want you to go,
but you’re in a far better place now
this much I know.
Now I don’t know if you believed in a God
or if you even cared,
up until you were gone.
But I know that you’re somewhere, curled up on a cloud,
snoring softly, gently, yet purring rather loud.
Perhaps you look now in peace
as you did in death,
Peaceful, restful,
My childhood pet
My kitty, my baby
My comfort, my friend.
Kitty,
Wait for me please,
I’ll find you someday
and I swear to you kitty
That I will never forget
My childhood friend
My childhood pet.