My Sheena..by Michael

She walks silently, yet I know when my Sheena

Is nearby. Our bond of love communicates her presence.

A gentle paw rests on my shoulder as I feel her hugs.

We both fall asleep on the pillow of our dreams.

It was one year ago when Sheena passed away.

She walks silently, yet I know when my Sheena is nearby.

Her contented purring continues as a gentle paw rests on my shoulder.

Our hugs the part of our bond that never left us.

She was, and still is my Sheena...

Reviews

[Tbear]

Awww what a sweet poignant poem to a beloved 4 legged friend... thank you for posting...yes I visited your site..very nice site michelreisman.net..I wish you much success... would greatly appreciate you reviewing my works as well.... write on...

[Tomás Ó C..]

I thought it was a lover at first.. lovely tribute to your cat!!!

[Michael Reisman]

See my 19 books of short stories and poems at www.michaelreisman.net

[Katrina Mckeown]

Aww very touching poem anout your cat...loved it!

[Michael Reisman]

Thank you Katrina! See my 19 books of short stories and poems at www.michaelreisman.net

[Katrina Mckeown]

Ok thanks !