WILD AND FREE
I hope you’re running wild and free now that you have gone to eternity,
Free from pain and young again as once you used to be.
I hope you’re running wild and free, as free as the wind in the trees,
Playing and purring in ecstasy, or sleeping and dreaming at ease.
I hope you’re running wild and free, as free as the clouds in the sky,
Rushing excitedly, a kitten again, with eyes as blue as the sea.
I hope you’re running wild and free, sometimes maybe remembering me,
For I know the time will come one day when we’ll both be wild and free.
~ P J Quick ~
ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT
Since you have gone the sun has left the sky,
No breezes blow,
No birds sing,
To ease the aching vacuum in my heart.
I shall not forget your gentle ways;
No judgements made,
No difficult demands,
To share your life with mine.
Now kind, uncomprehending people say,
“Cheer up, you’ll love another pet some day.”
~ Hilda Lunn ~
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