(I decided to do a normal poem about my cat that passed away)

My mother entered the room. Her eyes full of tears.

I began to relive all of my happy years.

I knew it was him, his life had ended.

My heart lurched as a heard her say.

He's gone. she cried.

I fell to my knees and began to weep.

When I found out he reached his eternal sleep.

I stood to my feet and got a grip.

His life drifted in a foreign ship.

For me, this pain was never depleting.

Now I was left only reaching.

For a touch of his paw.

A soothing Per.

I wasn’t ready for this final goodbye.

Now all I could do, is ask god why?

I stepped outside where his body lay.

Motionless and empty.

He drifted away.

I still think of him to this day.

He would want me to be okay.

For he walks the shining streets of gold.

And plays in endless grassy fields.

Where no one yields.

Until I see him again.

You left your paw prints on all of our hearts.

His name was Kramer. He was hit by a car July 3rd 2021. 2017-2021.

He was the closest thing I had to a friend.

A real friend. My whole life fake friends are all I’ve ever known until I met him.

I always called him a dat. Cause he was a cat that thought he was a dog. There for, he was a dat.

-Danica J sea-