A Poem by Wayne Scheer
Mojo, the neighbor’s cat,
old, blind, deaf, arthritic,
kidneys failing–
old, blind, deaf, arthritic,
kidneys failing–
We watch our friend’s
three year-old daughter
while she takes the cat
to be put to sleep.
three year-old daughter
while she takes the cat
to be put to sleep.
The child, always happy,
chatters about Mojo
going to heaven
and how butterflies
aren’t made with real butter.
chatters about Mojo
going to heaven
and how butterflies
aren’t made with real butter.
Love it! The evocative poem portrays the innocence of childhood — that always says so much more. Innocence contrasted with the realities of life. Thank you!