Remembering My Pet Before Going To Bed....

S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
0 Altın Yaprak
REMEMBERING MY PET, BEFORE GOING TO BED Where are you going to, my Panter? It is half past one midnight come back soon, because you're black and it's night outside black coloured too if you don't come back soon I can't find you in the dark I worry your going outs these last days i'm busy here all the time been half past 3, half past 4,5, 6.... the cat's special door gives no sound nothing comes out oops! now become half past eight my beloved is already awake I told him never happened like this, she always returns home at half past three now it's already 9 o'clock I don't think it is OK Panter is still on her way this is already Sunday morn my heart feels saddest and torn we've been searching for her everywhere we searched and searched searched all her favourite places fifteen years of loyal traces fifteen years of sorrow, glee and loving care if she does not come home, one night, beware the shared joys and sorrows tonight she has not returned no more tomorrows hubby said comfortingly most cats don't come home anymore they then go quietly and peacefully pausing in the elysium to stay after that forever fifteen loving years at home now in the elysion-dome not by accident finally she made her best decision to remain in the uplifting elysion.... ©Sylvia Frances Chan Saturday-Night 22 June 2019 23.14 hrs PM Dutch Time

Bu şiire çeviri ekle ·

Bu şiiri puanla

Henüz puan verilmemiş

Yıldıza dokunarak 1–10 arası puan ver

Yorumlar

Yorum yapmak için giriş yapmalısın.

Giriş yap

Bu şiire henüz yorum yapılmamış. İlk sen ol.

Sana daha iyi bir okuma deneyimi sunabilmek için sitemizde çerez kullanıyoruz. Kişisel verilerin KVKK ve GDPR kapsamında işlenir; hangi çerezlere izin verdiğini dilediğin zaman değiştirebilirsin.