by Mark A. Dye
Sealpoint ears and paws and tail
A cry much sharper than a wail
With cleverness and sky blue eyes
You'd sleep so sound upon my thighs
Since kitten small your praises sung
My tears did fall as bees that stung
I miss you now my friend of years
And shed for you my mournful tears
I'll not forget that you were there
For me when no one seemed to care
Through all the times so hard and cold
You always stayed for me to hold
I held you close as you did pass
On to the bridge with tall green grass
I've helped you go, be on your way
Now you're healthy, romp and play
I still can't grasp so it would seem
That I shan't waken from this dream
You'll not come back in body whole
Instead just visit, just your soul
But in my heart there lies the tool
The one that still eludes the fool
That tool of love will make me see
Your essence when you visit me
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