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My Girl Jessie

Poetry By: Ian Dawn

A little poem about my little black and white girl I lost a few months back. Her name was Jessie the black and white cat like Postman Pats. she was awsome and a talker.

Submitted:Sep 27, 2011    Reads: 20    Comments: 7    Likes: 3   

Her eyes lit up like a Xmas tree

As I asked her to come home with me

To a home full of laughter and Joy

With a warm bad and a squeaky toy

She would snuggle gently with a purr

As I attentively rubbed her soft plush fur

She was as loving as any other child

But a tom cat used to make her wild

Playing outside was so much fun

While frolicking in the morning sun

She would jump, chase, run and play

If I went in she would beg me to stay

At night she would cuddle under

And lay close by when it did thunder

Staying safe from the noise outside

But then always walk away with pride

She would talk and talk to get a treat

And then curl up against me on my seat

I loved my Jessie, you see it's true

But to say goodbye I had to do

I held her close I would not cry

As she let out a belated longing sigh

She looked me deep within my Heart

Knowing somehow we would be apart

She slowly went to a better place

As I noticed a tear upon my face

I kissed her gently and said goodbye

As my soul then did begin to cry


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