Your first bite of pain Is the most bitter... The one That will change you forever. I don't remember when we met But mom has told me the story enough... Me in the stroller and mom in perfect stride We heard you in a bush we were passing by. Following a faint meow And there you were- Just my age with dull, light gray matted fur. You slept in my crib Always beat mom Evertime I was crying... Five years later, We made the big move, Sitting side by side in the car. Out to the country Out to the wilderness We explored, unseperable. I thought you were my guardian angel... But angels never leave- After three days of waiting Calling your name on every hour I stood in the driveway Calling your name over and over And as reality started to drift in The calling turned to crying and screaming Missy Eventually, all that was left was crying- I ran from mom when she tried to hug me. I hated God as much as a six year old could And I hated this new feeling.
Reason for writing:
One of my first memories. My very first cat, Missy. We never knew what really happened to her, but we're sure that a fox got her.
Birth sign: Gemini
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