In sickness:
poetry i've had this feeling,
since i've known you,
that you are a special one.
you came into my life by
picking me.
i didn't pick you darling.
walking into that small,
dank, pet store.
kneeling down at that metal cage.
and there you all were
fighting fighting
biding for my attention please.
look at me, mouth whining.
purring, small little feets
through aluminum bars grabbing.
you don't belong in a cage.
you don't belong in a cage.
you don't belong in a cage.
and then i saw you. so small
a dark little prince in the back.
you looked into my eyes.
open your mouth to say--
i don't belong in a cage.
i don't belong in a cage.
i don't belong in a cage.
i belong on your lap.
where you sit now.
and its hard for me,
to have you sit on my lap.
to know your love, and
to know my love for you.
because darling, as i've feared,
from those first moments
you decided food wasn't for you.
months ago, when your first fast began.
you are a special one,
perhaps life was not meant for you.
in this fallen world i fear,
you little body is failing.
i fear that you may teach me more
in your passing than i could ever have known
by your living.
but, NO! my mind screams.
my heart aches.
i don't want that.
i don't want that.
i don't want that.
my darling black prince.
my loverboy.
my sweetest one.
i want your life to be long.
i want to see you grow.
i want your small little feets
to alway be around to knead
my lap as you nest.

Reader Comments (1)
you made my eyes well up. i love marley todd too. the best thing that could have possibly happened for him was to find you. he made it here, to our home, with you and for the rest of his days he will know your love and to have that, he's accomplished more in the short time he's lived than most cats in their entire lives. please don't be sad baby. we'll do all we can for him. he deserves it.