Little Deaths
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
It's happened again...
twice in less than a year,
a missing, small family member,
our baby boy,
my Mother's Day kitten...
24 hours and still no sign.
Happening again...
a little death, a tiny soul,
a mourning family,
devastated daughters,
grim reaper slicing off
another bit of my life.
A little death,
happening again, too soon...
he never saw snow, or
a Christmas tree,
I had just been thinking
how he was going to love
the Christmas tree,
hiding in the presents,
peering out, leaping about...
happening again,
little deaths
are killing me.
Erin Moen
12/9/02
Monday, December 9, 2002
It hurts every time...
Very good poem.
I think it is much safer to keep our pets as home pets rather than to let them roam about and be lost.
I'm feeling sad for your loss, I hope you will find him again soon, and that he's not dead yet.
Sandie Angel :o(
losing a family member. I'll never forget
the pain my son felt and showed, it was gut wrenching.
Take Care-CJ