Lost To the Wind
A fierce tornado passed our home that day,
with mighty winds that tore the land apart.
Downfallen trees dredged up huge roots that lay
bare everywhere- how this did break my heart.
The backhoe came- we told them where to start,
for our sweet cat was buried neath that one.
With hopeful tears, and earnest search begun-
while sifting through debris- it was clear that
recovery of her could not be done.
Lost to the wind- our dear, Felisha cat.
August 5, 2020
Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 21 - Dizain
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
True Story~ May 2018
(only a piece of her gravestone was found)
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2020
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