so much love contained
well beyond capacity
you fill my arms
and then some
when i hold you
there is barely room
for my chin
your size has more than twice doubled
since you were a little kit
i could not help but look into you
your gaze so steady you brought me in
and i beheld the heart of a lion
Right then I envisioned us
together, growing fatter and
very very very old.
For Kitty Loaf
Copyright April 9 2012 All rights reserved by the author
because cats can't write poetry (yet) as they have no opposable(forgive the slaughtered
spelling which alas, poor spellcheck couldn't rememdy) thumbs
Melissa A Howells Meloo of Tilt-a-World
Loaf would be pleased to know that 284 readers
have come to know her through this poem.
She was a source of great joy and much
happiness to Julia and her family.
Now Loaf is with the Angels and most likely
hard at work acquiring her set of wings.
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