JANUARY 18, 2008

THE MEANING OF RESCUE

Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,

All nicely tucked in my warm new bed,

I'd like to open my baggage,

Lest I forget,

There is so much to carry,

So much to regret.

Yes, there it is, right on the top,

Let's unpack lonliness, heartache and loss,

And there by my perch hides fear and shame

As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave,

I still have to unpack my baggage called pain. 

I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,

But I wasn't good enough for they didn't want me.

Will you add to my baggage?

Will you help me unpack?

Or just look at my things, and take me right back?

Do you have the time to help me unpack?

To put away my baggage, to never Re-pack?

I pray that you do-I'm so tired you see,

But I do come with baggage,

Will you still want me? 

JANUARY 25, 2008

A kITTY'S THANKS 

I know you're feeling sad,
but there's no need to be.
Even if I can't be there purring
and rubbing around your feet.
I've still got a windowsill,
and warm places in the sun.

Though no one really owns a cat
for me, you were the one.
I know my time had to come
and know that you did to.

Please don't think you did me wrong
You did what you had to do.
You may be feeling guilty
that my life is at an end,
but please don't feel that way.

Through memories you'll always be my friend.