MeeToo came home today.
But not on his own.
For when I found him;
I knew his spirit,away,it had flown.

Just a little bundle of fluff...
When he came into my home.
He and two others-so sick and starved.
Babies,they were,you could feel every bone.

Lots of good food and a big dose of love,
They grew up strong and oh,so pretty.
I loved them all so very much;
But,MeeToo,he was the "special" kitty.

He showered me with purrs and kisses.
He loved to sit in my lap.
Always,he laid on my kitchen table;
It was his favorite place to take a nap.

He'd drape himself over my arm,
And then,he'd go to sleep.
He was content and happy there-
I thought,forever,he'd be mine to keep.

Than,came that terrible day.
OH,NO! That can't be you!
I just couldn't believe my eyes!
IT IS! It's my beautiful MeeToo.

I stood there weeping at the roadside;
It was pouring down rain.
My poor MeeToo-my heart was breaking.
And I was consumed by that terrible pain.

So gently I cradeled you in my arms;
I'm so sorry I let you roam.
I should have kept you in the house;
You would have safe-staying in our home.

But,I didn't-this is all my fault.
Please,forgive me,I beg of you.
I'm sorry I didn't keep you safe.
Will you wait at the Bridge? That story is true.

I'll come one day-emerging from the mist...
You'll hear me calling out your name.
I'll run to you and hold you tight...
Our friendship,we will reclaim.

I miss you,oh,so very much.
But, here, I still have work to do.
I'll be there someday-nothing can keep me away.
But,'till then,my love,I will never forget you.

R.I.P.
MeeToo
8-10-2009
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2-24-2011