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PoemsI'm planning on writing 2 poems - a poem about Beauty and a poem about Dylan. If I have time I may be writing a few poems about some of the cats on here. If anyone wants me to write a poem about one of their cats, PM me all you can about the cat (all you know about it so I can write the poem true to life for that particular cat, ie it's personality, what it likes doing etc) I will PM the poems to the people who would like any. I will need to know as much about the cat/s as possible to put in the poem. It's up to you if you post the poems here once I have sent them to you, those that want! 
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That's sweet. I look forward to reading the poems about both Beauty and Dylan . . . I'm sure they will be from the heart. |
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Beauty's Poem: WARNING!!! potentially upsetting content!!! Beauty I first saw you sleeping in your pen You were so thin, so fragile At the time of seeing you I wasn't planning on taking you home You were eight years old, the charity said Had been in their care for months I knew I couldn't leave you! I arranged it with my family Together we brought you home You were my precious treasure, My sugar pie, my life! You acted older than the charity thought you were, We thought you were 14 when we got you. Beauty, you were shy but very sweet Once you learnt to trust us. You were never keen on visitors, never keen on fuss But you were very special To all of us You had to leave your home When your owner died But that didn't mean you weren't special You meant the world to us! It was hard when you became ill The good times became rarer and rarer The bad started outnumbering the good We did our best, honest we tried! But your body was too weak To fight the sickness off. I lost you, holding you at the last You only lived with us 18 months! But your memory still lives on, My sweet, precious treasure! |
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Your poems are wonderful RCR That poem is a nice tribute to Beauty  Her memory will always live on  Keep writing your lovely poems RCR! |
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That is really lovely. It touching and meaningful without being mawkish or overly-sentimental. Oh, and I love the poetic rythm of it . . .it flows very nicely. |
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Mawkish means slushy, overly sentimental and deliberately seeking to make an emotional statement . . . sorry didn't mean to be obscure  |
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That was touching, RCR...from the heart! |
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The first verse was certaintly true, she was severley underweight the first time I saw her  Do anyone want poems written for their cats? You can post here if you'd prefer!  |
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