Poetry
Baby
By Wallace - 23 January 08
You were my baby
Tiny tabby cat
You were so dainty
Sitting on my lap
You followed me around
Grey inquisitive eyes
Slept gently beside me
In my bed every night
I held you tight
I couldn't let you go
You never got any bigger
Why didn't you grow
The vet said your heart
It wasn't strong enough
I heard it beating
While my own heart was bleeding
You died in that cold office
Only three months old
You were my baby
The sweetest cat I have known
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Wallace's Poetry
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- White Rabbit
- Emo
- The Riddle
- Bound
- cold embrace
- my Demon
- zombie
- Letting Go of My Heart
- Partner Soul
- Responsibility
- Parting the Cracked Glass
- The Box
- The Salmon
- The Morning After
- Cut Me Up
- Below the Cellar
- An Offering
- Flesh and Blood
- Moonlight Kite
- Baby
- The Starting Tale
- Bask in Your Light
- Part of Me
- The Arrival of Winter
- The Playground
- indigo petals
- Dark to Light
- Bathed in Blue
- disconnect
- frozen statues
- The Vampire's Lament
- Dreaming
- If I Love You
- The Damaged Soul
- I Wish I Could
- Strangers in the Day
- Standing by the Gate
- Periphery
- Who I am
- Song of the Journey's End
- Shards in the Moonlight
- Hear My Heart
- Ophir
- A Melancholic Tune