This is a poem I wrote about my kitty (:
Roaming around
Like I used to years ago,
Playing with small toys
Not wanting to be alone
Then coming to me,
as if knowing that was the time
She came,
Curled up on my chest
I feel her heartbeat matching mine
Breathing steadily
Her sides rising and falling
In perfect time.
My kitty
I bet you're talking about Jade, the black one right? I know how much you miss when she was a kitty Amber, I'm so sorry.
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