SOFT FUR LIKE COTTON BALLS
SHINING EYES GLISTENING LIKE GLASSFRIENDLY SMILE NEVER BEARING TEETH
GENTLE CREATURE WAS MY FRIEND
TIME HAS SLIPPED BY OUR GRASP
SO SWIFT LIKE A STORMY BREEZE
CARESSING OUR SKIN, PALE COLOR
THE FACE OF WHAT IS TO COME
PAWS OF SILK, SKIN SO TENDER
GENTLE CREATURE WAS MY FRIENDIT WOULD SEEM TO LAST FOREVER
BUT THAT CANNOT BE
WE RENT OUR DREAMS
PAYMENT WILL COME DUE
WAGGING TAIL ALWAYS FOR ME
GENTLE CREATURE WAS MY FRIEND
SUDDEN TAKING OF TODAY’S DREAMS
LEAVING NO HOPE FOR TOMORROW
AN END MUST COME
FROM EVERY BEGINNING
I WILL MISS YOUR SOFT FUR, AND LIMITLESS LOVE
GENTLE CREATURE WAS MY FRIEND
Poem by M Rosen
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