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Dear Dying Cat
I saw your form, dear dying cat On a winter's night un-snowing Lying there across my path. I rushed from my car unknowing Of when you'd met with the fatal blow That left you lying still. Whether ‘twas swift or painfully slow, Your dying took not your will For crouching beside you, I saw you respire And chose to pick you up. I desperately hoped you wouldn't expire As your head I did gently cup. I searched for one who would surely miss Affections you must have shown, And I felt somehow I'd be remiss To let you die alone. So door to door I nearly ran, But no one gave a care. Your eyes I frequently would scan To see the light still there. But then as I was cradling you, You breathed your final breath. I sensed your soul release. It flew, And I was holding death. Oh, could you tell, dear dying cat, Before your soul did pass, I cared? I quietly grieved, and with that, I placed your corpse on the grass. for PD's a poem you have not entered in a past contest # 11 Poetry Contest
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