Kitty (poem) by Gene Williamson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 21, 2011

That was a wonderful poem. Kitty was lucky to have you with her to the end.

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on January 17, 2009

I Laughed & Laughed reading this poem...until the final close.. ripped my heart out...sniffling now...but OH!! Those Memories!
I really Love Love Love how you wrote this gene! lol it was so cute & also so true to the feline demeaner
Much Love & May The Next "Kitty" or hussy makin a play for you decide to not climb trees :) But instead rest her motor on your lap & hog the bed-lol that was so cute
Vickie

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

So gentle and endearing, felt the warmth of your connection...
sad that all things must come to an end...lovely poem,Gene

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by David Hightower

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

Gene - By the end I felt that I knew the personality of Kitty, too, and mourned with you. I was glad that you were there to comfort her passing.
I have been there and I know how hard it is. - David

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

I like this Gene. It shows a softer side to your rough-hewn edges. Scratchy cat tongues aren't easy to forget. I love our cat, but I wish for all the world I wasn't so allergic. --CHarlie

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

What a loving tribute to Kitty, also bringing remember tears from a few months ago when one of my two passed...now it is just myself and Miss Kizzabella.

Carole~

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

Oh, poor kitty. Dogs have masters and kitties have servants, but then I guess you know that. enjoyed the poem.
thank you Gene. J'nia

Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

I know, my friend, I know.. I look at my kitties and wonder what I will do when that time comes... I will cherish all my memories of them..)) Your poem brought a tear to me...

Myrna

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

adopted children, that is what they surely become -- the attachment a mutual friendship with a little dependent one -- and we,dependent upon their companionship -- so sorry for your loss Gene --may peace,love and joy be always with you my friend - JMW

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

Wonderful, sweet poem!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

So sorry for your loss, and may your friend Kitty live on in your heart and soul forever. I, too, was very fortunate to meet a young orange tabby who became a wondrous friend, and dear old Buddy was by my side for 20 years. I lost him two years ago, and sometimes I swear I still hear him calling me.

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

Gene, I went through this some years ago when I lived in Ct with our cat who lived to be 14 years old...he became deaf, thin, bald in patches...the vet thought from feline leukemia...and we had him put to sleep...I cried like a baby. You've touched my heart, Gene, for you tell the story in a way where we can feel your words.

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Gene,
(TEARS) What a beautiful tribute to your precious cat. It brought tears as I read the end. I know how you feel, Gene. I have a wonderful pet dog and I know the day is coming when he won't be with me. He's a shining light in my life, as your pet was to you. Loved this write, Gene...it shows your heart.

Many blessings,
~Linda

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Big lump in my throat Gene as I have a kitty and she is like a child to me and knows when I am lonely and comforts me. She came to me when I was very depressed and she is what the Doctor ordered. Thank you for making be remember how lucky I am.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Lump in my throat and tears on my cheeks - cats have this way of purring their way into your life, and when they go, a huge void is left in the heart - painfully penned poignancy, Gene, I'm so sorry. :(

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Gerard Gauthier (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

You know Gene I had a cat show up like that when I was a kid...called it kitty, because I figured it wouldn't stay...it did...moved in just like yours...Great read Gene

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Gene,
I can identify much too readily with this pain, forgive me for this but it's like losing a child, the attachment as fierce and binding. This is evocative, rich, stirring and heartbreaking.
John

Reviewed by Juliet Waldron

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Oh, man--I'm blubbering. They give us so much, and we miss them so much when they're gone. I've reached the point, so long in this house, that I've got little feline ghosts all over the place. What a cute tree picture--what an adorable character.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Oh Gene, always so difficult to say good-bye and only have photographs and memories of the life once lived. Lost my Cheyenne some years ago and still place colorful flowers (her favorites) on her grave each week....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Very well penned, Gene; well done! Sorry about your loss; you're in my thoughts and prayers as you remember your furry friend. I know how it is to lose a beloved pet!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

I love the more evocative descriptions of time and place and relationship as set alongside the gradually more concrete, to add weight, emotion and specificity to this heart-ripping tale. I will remember her motor running and scratchy tongue for a while as I linger on the beauty of this cross-creature bond. Very lovely, Gene, and sorry for her/your pain. I already know of it and am dreading the inevitable next... Kate xx

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Tears for I went to the same thing...Cindi Sue never left me when I was sick, she laid right by my side. So when she was dying I laid on the floor talking to her, rubbing her belly and telling her I loved her. I was davasted. Love and hugs and thanks for the cleansing.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Sounds to be a good friend, as all cats & dogs can be, given the chance and a good home...Ed & Rufuz