AGAIN By Tammy C. Smith
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AGAIN
By Tammy C. Smith

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To feel your fur and hear you breathing next to me.
Just to hear your sweet meow seeking my presence.
To hear you coming up the stairs: sure, quietly.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To hear you chatter at the birds outside singing.
To see you sleeping with one paw over your eye.
To step out of the shower, there you are waiting.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To see your shadow cast against the patio door.
You wore your name so well: Grace, it was befitting.
I knew your every meow and what you wished for.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To see you watching out the window as I leave.
The sneaky ways you would take off with my hair bows.
Your tiny almost inaudible little sneeze.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To feel that round warm spot where you had been napping.
To watch you unsuccessfully chase butterflies.
And playing for hours with the tea gallon ring.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
You were smaller than your bottle when I got you.
Three days old, I loved you instantly. Instantly!
Giving you your bottles: at 6, then 10, then 2.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
Just once to feel you rub your face against my chin.
Those two black spots on your pristine body of white.
To see you scurry through the grass as a kitten.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To see you drink water from your paw, not your bowl.
The first day you opened up your pretty green eyes!
How much you loved me. I could feel it in my soul.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
You never left my side after my surgery.
For days and days, not once, you never left my side.
The way your enchanting spirit seeped right through me.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To hear you in the kitchen at your bowl; crunching.
How happy you were to see me come home each night.
You, still tiny, in the garden with me (helping?!).

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
Six years together; loving you was time well spent.
Your heart, your sweet, loving, gracious, beautiful heart.
Without you, my heart, my soul, would have been different.

Oh what I would give just to hear you purr again.
To never be told, “No ma’am, she’s not going to live.”
To never have to say goodbye. To watch you go.
Oh what I would give, Dear Lord, oh what I would give.
To never have to dig your grave. Your grave. That hole.
Oh what I would give, Dear Lord, oh what I would give.
Please take my baby, Lord, to that bridge of rainbow.
Oh what Mama would give, Gracie, oh what Mama would give.
Just to hear you purr again.
Just once again.

Mama loves you and misses you so much Gracie.

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Painting by Mary T. Hoffman - God's Creation in Art

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