Open Poetry #2 |
Death of a friend |
Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
She's been around the neighbourhood, All of 15 years, She was always so gentle and good, Now our lives are filled with tears. She wasn't a neighbourhood child, She wasn't someone's Mother, She was in some ways quite wild, And she can never be replaced with another. Her tiny little face always greeting you with joy Her gentle little noises you'd hardly know she was there, A little pat, some kind words were her favourite kind of toy The fact that God would take her doesn't seem quite fair. The worst part is she just went away, No time to say goodbye, She went away all alone, For it was her time to die. So, our street will never be the same, Now it will be a lonlier place, Cos that little old cat called Ginger, Has gone to a better place. [This message has been edited by Isis (edited 09-07-99).] |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
how sad to lose this little friend...you write a touching poem, Isis. Nice work. ------------------ The only man worth your tears will never make you cry... |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
This is really sweet and probably nostalgic for most! |
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