Diamond Yearns For Her Kittens

Diamond feels a kinship to the moon tonight She cannot explain it but it is a welcome sight Her mood is pensive, she has had a terrible day Her owners have taken all of her kittens away There are no little paws to prance and jump Or spin or twirl, climb, fall into a friendly clump Diamond is feeling sad as she stares at the moon. Tonight there will be no kittens with whom to spoon. Why do I have these litters? She asks herself with forlorn. They are cute and cuddly later, but ugly when first born. She gets used to them, and just as they are fun and play. Strangers come and take her litters away. I shall have no more litters, she resolves as she stares at the moon. She understands it is probably a pipe dream, but she feels such gloom. Where do they take my children? She asks the dark dour dank night. The possibilities terrify her and give her a fright.