In Memory of a Little Stray:
I found a nameless little grey stray today,
in one of the cat shelters in my backyard.
She looked like she was sleeping,
but it was the sleep from which
no one wakes. She looked so
small and helpless.
How did you come to be there, little one?
What cruel fool left you homeless and alone.
I’m glad you found my shelter
and thought it a safe haven
for your final hours.
I only wish I could have found you earlier
and perhaps have helped you.
Be happy and safe at the Rainbow Bridge,
and know that there is at least one
who loves you, and names you
Precious.
For all Strays,
| Precious |
| 2009 |
| Unknown |