And This Is Love
I found her in the morning. Was she dead?
In her secret place, darn it was hard to see;
My tears were falling and I was full of dread,
I sent a prayer upwards with a wishful plea.
Through a haze of tears I decried a still head,
And I carefully brought her to my knee;
We stayed this way for a very long time,
I kissed her. Oh, she had been a cat sublime !
May 10 2017
Non Iambic Pentameter
Ottava Rima/And This Is Love
Copyright Protected, ID 899475
Written for the contest, Descry
Sponsor, Rob Carmack
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