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My friend, Oedipus, a sweet, sweet, snow white kitty cat whom I was truly blessed to know, recently passed away. He really was a special boy, and his mother and best friend wrote this poem in remembrance of him. I think this poem speaks for itself…
Ode to Oedipus (part 4) Twilight Years.
I delight in our quiet time my love
Where you follow my footsteps eagerly
When you enter the garden gingerly
When you press your forehead against mine
Our afternoon naps are pure bliss
You spoon me cautiously
My arm outstretched to touch you and know you are beside me
All the while, your soft purr vibrates into my soul
My Oedipus – the twilight years.
(please see photo in below post)