Lying on the floor
My beloved pet
Can jump and run no more
He’s getting old, you see
Someday, it will happen to you and me.
The little white kitten is no more
No more jumping, running, scratching
Not even going to the door.
I remember when Bob scuffed my furniture
Got his white hair all over the place
He used to jump up on the bathroom sink,
Only wanting a refreshing drink.
My Bob cat’s fur was white as a virgin snow,
But now his coat, no longer white, has turned to
A shade of aging gray.
But although he’s old and doesn’t have much time, he still looks at me with his big green eyes.
He tells me with his silent voice that things will be okay. I know I’m old, but I’m not gone yet, so stay with me and love me today.