Feast of Poetry, the Meat
The next 3 poems...
5) A memorial for Cuthbert the cat, for aefenglommung
No mother to tend him, but You were there.
You entrusted him into our care.
You granted us time, some years, some hours.
Though always Yours, he was, briefly, ours.
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5) A memorial for Cuthbert the cat, for aefenglommung
No mother to tend him, but You were there.
You entrusted him into our care.
You granted us time, some years, some hours.
Though always Yours, he was, briefly, ours.
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