Note #1: I know the rhyming can be a little off on some parts, but remember, poems don't have to rhyme.. and it's not like I'm famous or anything for my poetry.
Note #2: Don't judge me for my ownership by reading this. I know what I have and haven't done, I don't need to be scolded or reminded about it.
Picture taken in 2005
S'mores, your fur of brown and white,
Your spirit shining so bright,
Your energy so high and might,
There's only so much I could write.
Your eyes sparkled in the light,
Your personality filled with delight,
Storms and wind gave you a fright,
This illness you now have to fight.
I am sorry I wasn't there,
Like I just didn't care,
With everything covered in your hair,
You'll always be here. (Everywhere)
You wagged your funny, stubby tail,
And you wanted me to stay,
And to let you come out your cage,
So you can chase the cats away.
I rarely played with you,
You've grown depressed,
You've rarely had your freedom,
From always being suppressed.
You've never had enough attention,
I was easily put under tension,
You always called which I'd rarely answer,
Now you're sick with this cancer.
If I had a second chance,
If only I could start over,
Everything would've been better,
I would be a more frequent petter.
I don't want to say the final "Goodbye",
I don't want to hug you one last time,
I don't want you to cry,
When you close your eyes.
I don't want to stop petting you,
I don't wan to see you one last time.
Through blurry eyes, I will die inside,
If you don't survive.
I know you are sore,
But I am more,
And from my heart's core,
I'll always love you, S'mores.
