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Lone Can of Cat Food

lone can of cat food sits on the porch railing now no one dares move it grandma put it there you see we pass it daily remembering her sweet smile each time we pass that tin can

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Quoth Theraven

Date: 5/31/2020 10:26:00 PM

Caren, If only that porch could talk. How marvelous the memories in all the tin cans we don't dare disturb. Very nice to find this write. -Richard

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/31/2020 11:26:00 PM

Thank you Richard. You understand completely.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/31/2020 5:28:00 PM

I like that, keeping a can up because of its memory of Grandma AND the cat!! Great little poem, and hey, did I hear this right? It's your BIRTHDAY?? Happy Birthday, Caren, you little Gemini you!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/31/2020 11:26:00 PM

Thank you. It sure was! I watched three men take everything off my porch and paint it -on a Sunday!

Silent One

Date: 5/31/2020 5:58:00 AM

Nice memory.. we never forget these..

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/31/2020 11:27:00 PM

It is crazy how much something tiny and insignificant becomes huge upon a person's death.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/31/2020 4:56:00 AM

Aww...sweetness in memory

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/31/2020 11:28:00 PM

Thank you Kim. I have to say this was a combination of things but a can of cat food on the railing is a big reminder to me.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/30/2020 11:58:00 PM

Interesting how a little tin of cat food can become such a treasured object! Well-put! Cheers, gw

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/31/2020 11:29:00 PM

Crazily true though; I hope you had a fine birthday and are staying safe!