I Want My Kitty...
A Child's Perspective on the Death of Her Pet
Teardrops falling like crystals against the sea,
Eyes quivering with a certain amount of animosity.
A resounding ‘thump’ within my heart,
as my body trembles with broken thoughts.
It feels as if the heart is two, instead of one shining jewel.
How much pain can one take before they simply go insane?
Losing a loved one is not that easy,
Especially when they are a fur baby.
Missing the comfort of purr and whiskers,
or the annoyance of its fleas and bite marks.
There’s not much that you feel is at stake,
Once you’ve lost that loving little face.
It’s hard to remember the love and joy,
That your family and friends and pets provide.
School forgotten, memories at hand, as I switch the light off instead.
I want my kitty! I want my cat!
Why did he leave? I want him back!
The crystals just won’t slow.
I want to remember my kitty’s play.
He’d chase the dot, he’d chase the dogs,
Given a chance, he’d pursue his own plans.
He’d meow when hungry, meow when wanting pets.
I just don’t think I get it yet.
Momma said he’s gone high,
He crossed the rainbow bridge in the sky.
I hope that’s true. That helps me sleep.
He won’t go without his kitty treats.
About the Creator
Sarah Melton
Sarah is an adventurous 20-something-year-old woman who loves to write, read thick novels, hike, camp, and travel.
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