Broken is the heart that feels the unending torment of grief,
the constant banging of tears flowing down to the soul of a very being,
all while knowing the time would come to an end.
What it is to be human
to know that all beginnings must have endings,
that is what life intended.
And how pure it is to have life filled with friendships from furry beings who do not know their own time,
our love being poured out as tears as they pass on and fly away to paradise.
They graced us with their whole lives to just be part of ours,
how lucky are we.
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This poem is dedicated to my beautiful cat who sadly has passed away. She was my first pet and I cherished every moment with her dearly. If you’re out there pretty girl, I hope you find me again <3
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