Purrsday Poetry: In Memoriam – My Cat Victor – an Elegy

O Lord, a life has slipped from me too soon!
The wound is near and new and red and raw.
In hours to come, in tears from night to noon,
The realness of the loss will grow to gnaw.

When no one listened I shared tears with him!
When no one held me holding him I cried!
Somehow, I never felt, so soon, a hymn
Would have to be composed because he’d died.

So who can tell just who we love the most,
Or who in troubled hours can make us strong:
Sometimes the one who strengthens us the most
Is neither human nor alive for long.

Here Victor lies: life was too soon withdrawn
From my fool Tabby: thus the dear cat’s gone.

Advertisements

Visit our Shop for Lisa Parker merchandise!

Don't miss out!
Subscribe To Newsletter

Receive top cat news, competitions, tips and more!

Invalid email address
Give it a try. You can unsubscribe at any time.

5 thoughts on “Purrsday Poetry: In Memoriam – My Cat Victor – an Elegy

  1. Mary McNeil says:

    So sorry for the loss of your Victor. My Moochie just left six weeks ago- not yet five. Too soon indeed,

Why not meow a comment to fellow readers?

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: