My littlest kitten, left on the doorstep late one night.
Whose cries woke me before mornings' light.
So small, so sick, with a broken heart.
I tried to heal you, to love you, but your life was cut short.
No one gave you a chance, but I believed that you were worth saving.
You grew and you learned how to purr.
You played and you knew a full belly.
You were beautiful to me, with ragged brown hair. Not even 2 pounds but with spirit to spare.
Just two months we had, but forever you will touch me.
My littlest kitten, gone to cat heaven.