10/10/13

Elmo

Sweet, mischievous cat of mine—
eyes like sky on a day divine—

your fur still covers the couch and the floor.
I still look for you guarding the door.

You were the best pal that a heart could hold—
loving, playful, forgiving, and incredibly bold.

Our house is empty since you went away.
The sun shines yellow but my mood is gray.



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