Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Farewell Old Friend

Death knocked on my back door today
An unwelcome present, so still
Just sleeping?
Tenderly turned in my hand
A russet red breast
Farewell my friend
I'll miss your cheery presence in the garden
O pussycat, pussycat, what have you done?
Posted by Claire at 10:05
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2 comments:

  1. Sam Pennington7 January 2011 at 11:39

    Oh, I really like this, Claire. I think the last line will echo in my head every time I find a similar corpse abandoned on my own doorstep.

    Sam x

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  2. Claire8 January 2011 at 02:24

    Thanks Sam. I always feel very sad when our pussycat kills a bird - although I don't feel quite the same about rodents!

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