The Little Girl and Her Freckles

When you're little it's hard to find people who love you unconditionally.

Five years old with dark brown curls.

Sat at home a lonely girl.

Her birthday here and cold winter air.

Snow white legs rest on stairs.

Bright green car comes down the road.

Daddys finally made it home.

She hugs her legs and sits and prays.

In the car a present waits.

She bites her lips and closes her eyes.

Hoping for a big surprise.

Daddy comes up and pats her head.

She opens her eyes and looks at him.

In his arms there is a cat.

With a face that's not quite black.

Her eyes are not quite a yellow tinge.

More like an amber fringe.

The little girl with dark brown curls stands.

And opened her hands.

Daddy shook his head and put the cat down.

The little girl knelt to the ground.

The cat crept toward her with curious eyes.

All the little girl did was smile one word on her lips.

One name.

"Freckles"

Author's Note

Today I had to put my cat down. She was 18 years old. I got her for my 5th birthday.

Reviews

[Lalli]

wow... the poem was so beautiful.

I"m sorry ot hear of your loss. :( my condolences

But the moment of when you recieved freckles as a gift, could not have been captured any better.
Its from the heart and thats undeniable.
The rhyme flows smoothly
and the playfulness of a childs innocence and excitment is contageous.

it is a moment that will never be forgotten, and will now last beyond the memories of your childhood
Keep your head up darlin.

much love n respect

-Lalli

[ANNA]

I'm sorry hunni, I love cats. You will never have the same cat but there is away one that will remind you about Freckles. Lossing a cat and even your parent can't be so hard. Your poem put a smile on my face and light to my eyes. I have alway thought you as in amazing writer n you grow with each word you choose. Beautiful poem with a bliss of happiness for your Freckles. My condolences as well sweets.

Blessing and love,
Anna
hugs

[Mr. Lopez]

This poem puts into perspective how big the loss of such a loved pet. We wish that all things would always be , then reality tells us that all things must pass. I know that you loved her very much,Sorry to hear about Freckels.

Mr.Lopez

[basketballchick]

Wow.. I loved this poem. It is like a real life situation. Very imaginative.

[Wildecat]

I grew up on a farm and had many pets. So can relate. A beautiful poem and tribute to Freckles.