The fur no longer
Covers the chair
Where you used to lie
No more food kernels
To sweep up
Remnants of breakfast
Your meows still
Echo through
My crying memories
I miss you today
As much as yesterday
And every tomorrow
You still purr in my soul
Forever my shadow
My handsome Stumpy
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – echo
Such poignancy and loss depicted in this poem.
Thank you Sadje.
You’re most welcome Leigha
that bottom cat looks just like my SMUDGE cat!
What you can’t see out of the picture is he only had three legs and one stump… that is how he got his name. I bet Smudge had him beat for paws. 🐈
Ha yeah…but she only has half a tail…
Poor kitty, was she born that way?
So heartbreaking. My cat is 16 and I’m dreading the day when his purrs and meows are mere echoes in my memories of him.
Wow! 16 is impressive for a cat. It is never easy to say goodbye.
Some live to 20 or longer.
Very heartbreaking and poignant. Hearing the meows when they’re no longer here, that just hit me. You depict this grief evocatively. 💔 My cat is 11, and while he’s not old-old, I know that time will pass quick (as it does) before he’s no longer here.
That time goes by way too fast treasure every meow, purr and cuddle you get! Thank you Lucy!
Although not a cat lover, I know well your sadness when losing a pet.
They are a part of the family for sure.