The Tales of Mooda

There is a story I know so well there is a story so hard to tell there was a pet around the house this little pet was out and about till one day he pass my way then a new friendship begin we were together everyday I was glad he came my way his name was mooda his tale was so cute he stood tall as if he knew it all I start everyday feeding him and giving him my love everyday we went out I carried him in his little box strangers and friends would ask who is he I would say he is my one and only everything was just fine till one day I heard him wine he was hurt real badly by a big black dog that left him mame as I look for my little pet I could feel he was gone nothing left then one snowy day I found him lifeless lying with snow all around him my search was through my heart was broken I just dropped down to my knees and fell beside him every since I lost my pet the time we shared I will never forget I will always love and remember him mooda I will wait for you till the end. this poem is in loving memory of my cat Mooda Copyright@September2005