A Light Goes Out

Daisy Peasblossom on Oct 19, 2009

Some thrive and grow; some don’t. But I always find it hard to accept.

I knew
I didn’t want to know
Her sister was like an eel
All energy, and muscle.

She lay quietly,
she cuddled.
She nibbled at her food,
While her sibling yoweled
And squalled when
Feeding time was due.

I knew.
I didn’t want to know.
No money beyond the bills,
No hope, just dreams…
Perhaps the vet on Friday;
Friday won’t come it seems.

She lay quietly
Curled in the corner
Of a cozy shelf
Where the heater
Warmed her, since
No other comfort did.
Curled,
And quietly went from us.

Some thrive;
Some die.
Can’t save them all–
But why are the most beautiful
The very first to fall?

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Comments (6)

Uma Shankari on Oct 20, 2009
How sad!!
ken bultman on Oct 20, 2009
Daisy, I’m so sorry. Been through it too often myself and it never gets easier. It was hard to hit the Like It button
Judi Eddy on Oct 20, 2009
What a shame, One of your cats ?
PR Mace on Oct 20, 2009
I am so sorry for your loss. Take comfort knowing you gave her peace and warmth in her final hours.
Colleen Ranney on Oct 21, 2009
Warm thoughts to you, they know we love them! and thats what matters most.
TroostAvenue on Nov 23, 2009
I have read several poems recently on the loss of children. Emotionally, that’s of a different magnitude, but your words are very comforting as well. Nicely done.Thank you.

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