Cassio Laps Wondrously
Cassio Laps Wondrously
An open porch, gifts spritely legs
on all his fours, meows he begs
so opens I, a tuna can
not be prepared, a stray in tan
that came to be for many years
a wandering did set in fears
yet his return continued on
meows are heard, that be his song
untimely death outside our door
car screeching sound could not ignore
near fronts our yard, the roses bloom
midst stands a cross neath lies his tomb
heartfelt love, receptive wills he
laps Heaven's milk, eternally.
2020 August 23
*1st Place*
All Pets Go To Heaven
~~Constance La France
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