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My Royal Highness
by Rae Neisen
The last time I saw her
she lay curled on a warm bed.
At the sound of my voice
and with my touch, she lifted her head,
to purr.
Her love gave me comfort
as I stroked her and held her fast.
I cried knowing too well
that this moment would be our last,
together.
My body shook with sobs
as the lethal injection took her life.
I prayed she was free of pain
and that mine would ease with time,
tomorrow.
She was my royal highness
and I was her loyal subject.
Seventeen years of friendship
and love, left me with the heart,
to cry.
1999, rae neisen creative
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