by Russ Lee
Goodnight Little Friend
I carried you off to your end today,
My sorrowful eyes wet like rain.
No more days for affection or unbridled play,
I let them slip the IV in your vein.
The last year has been hard and I gave it my best,
Your illness has made you so weak.
The medical bills stack up - a financial test,
The treatment's result is still bleak.
It was hard to banish you out into the garage space,
And tying you up left me bitter.
A princess like you should have the run of the place,
But in old age you kept missing your litter.
A year spent dealing with cleaning up all those "spills",
Rags, mops and cleaners and wipers.
Even searching the net for the hope and the thrill,
Of finding a simple cat diaper!
Yes I gave up - I was spent - I could no longer try,
The prognosis left no cure in sight.
Your trusting last look as I sadly said "bye"
And I walked away into the night.
Love for a pet can be hard to explain,
For some it affects more than others.
The loss causes heartache and a great deal of pain,
When they trust you as they trust there mothers.
There lives race by as ours tend to crawl,
From babies to old timers so fast.
But as a part of our lives they can stand oh so tall,
They fill memories with good times that will last.
Goodnight Whiskers
Wait for me by the "Rainbow Bridge"
(C) Russ Lee 2002