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The blistering summer faded quickly away
Autumn's glorious bounty fell upon the forest floor
Now winter's thick white blanket is here to stay
Littering sodden wet slush-prints below my door
My bank account is quickly dwindling down
Caught up in the sweet solace of Holiday's embrace
Bitter smiles rise to my lips as I straighten my gown
Mothers kissing kin trails tears down my face
We gather upon the floor in the tradition of gift giving
The children oblivious to your solemn tomb
I wish silently that you were among the living
Before we start gifting around the warm room
I cleaned up the room a few hours later
Picking up the pieces that you left behind
The faces of the family to which I did cater
Are burned behind my lids and haunt my mind
Never again shall I marry, not after you
Nor shall I bare children, if they can't be yours
I was torn from my reverie when I heard a faint mew
It was emanating from outside my chamber doors
I crept cautiously, wiping the tears from my eyes
Wondering if what I heard was really there
Louder and louder became the pitiful cries
Until I opened my doors to the cold night air
A puffball crossed my threshold with ease
He seemed to know where he was gowing
I followed him, hoping he didn't have fleas
Until he sat on the carpet and began crowing
I followed with my eyes his line of sight
Wondering what possibly he could have found
T'was the urn that held your ashes tight
So before him I placed it upon the ground
He nuzzled you and purred, a content little kit
I reached down with awe to touch his inviting fur
To send me a kitten was very sweet, I admit
And when he leapt into my lap of this I was sure;
Forever and for always I will be yours
And you will always be mine, to have and to hold
Though we are seperated by Heaven's doors
One day we will be reunited, as is foretold...
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