In Memory Of Sandy, The Cat Poem by Nosheen Irfan
In Memory Of Sandy, The Cat
The air is filled
With a fan's droning
A door opening, a spoon clattering
Life is still roaming
In and out of rooms
The gravel outside is grazed
By the rush of tyres
But sadness has drifted into the territory
Like an uninvited guest
Yet you cannot turn it out
You cannot not entertain it
This sadness demands your hospitality
Your undivided attention
It asks you to weep a little
For the missing sound of meowing
From the music of your soul.
My commiserations Nosheen. Losing a pet can be like losing s child, the pain is there and the sense of loss. She will always live in your heart.
It's difficult to move on, but time is the best healer, yet and memories last forever.
Wonderful representation., .as usual.... thanks for sharing....
I am so sorry Nosheen this makes me think what I do for my Cooper
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 9:01:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A magnificent poem. Appreciated the concept of music of your soul. Top score!