Night
is deep
absolute silent
You won’t miss a feather
falling down to the ground.
Cedar, my poor little thing
is so weak, slowly licking water
from a small plate in my hand
Pure liquid is the only source
he hanging with the moment.
So slow, tired
he drinks
every drop is counted by his last hour
heavily strikes my heart.
I cry in stillness
no body can hear
but little Lucky smells
He jumps up on me
Kissing my wet face
cleaning up all bitter tears.
Night
So deep, dark
silently
witnesses his dear children.
Aug 22, 2009
Ps: Cedar, 7 years old cat, was diagnosed Kidney Failure on Aug 18th
Lucky: about 4 years old dog
| Lin Zhou |