by Cherie Mills
TASHA
You came to me mid-afternoon,
much treasured by the two
Whod beguiled you to trust again and
whod spoiled you through and through.
With them youd pounced your toys and run,
and found the kitten ways
That abandonment had torn from you
along with love and praise.
These two enjoyed you as you were -
your naughtiness and frame.
The two and you a threesome made
until his sneezing came.
It meant that I would get the chance
to learn your ways and charms.
They brought you in a cage to me
and freed you to my arms.
For but a year and little more
we lived and loved, and learned
The ways of one another, as
from them to me you turned.
I learned to give you petting
when that was what you chose.
When songs were what you needed,
my Tinker gave you those.
Month after month you taught me how
to be a friend to you;
And now youre gone, the memories
will have to get me through.
Cherie Dawn Mills
July 1999
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