From the Heart
Louise Gibson
Charlene had a sweet disposition.
She was the first to greet me when I opened the door.
One of five of my outdoor cats,
I have to confess, I adore.
They were born during ” Hurricane Charley”
“Charley’s Angels” to me.
Bonded in love from the start,
They were a very close family.
When I looked out of my kitchen window last Friday,
my heart was disturbed to no end.
Charlene was crying out in pain,
seeking help from a friend.
I went out to comfort her,
unaware of the nature of it all.
My son helped take her to the Animal Clinic
where I leraned, to my appall,
She had been poisoned,
By who, or what is a mystery-
but my heart has been saddened
by such a catastrophe..
She is buried in my back yard,
under the shade of a tree-
always to be remembered
for the joy she gave to me.
P.S. It would be hard to forget that she died on Good Friday.
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Old Things R New 