Piseag

Although I sailed to foreign countries
Sadness did not linger in my mind
- Ged A Sheol

A/N: My cat died before Christmas, and I had a dream about him last night so something compelled me to write a poem for/about him. Idk. By the way; he wasn't a kitten when he died, it's a metaphor - I showed my friend and he looked like he was going to cry because I didn't tell him that.

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I can't help but see
The empty section of the bed
Where you would sleep
Leaving no space for my head

The black furs aligned
All muddled and misled
Really, you were kind
Despite the scratches you did imbed

So although I'm sad you're gone
I'm glad of the joy you spread
In the pictures I've kept you live on
An old friendship retread

Zak, the kitten
Zak; the king
Knight of Britain
Keeper of the Ring

Yet nothing like Gandalf
Galadriel, or Elrond either
So, I'll say on their behalf
I never met a greater creature