Sheba

Sheba The night before All Hallows' Eve My darling Sheba asked to leave By being mean to her kitty friend Till I was at my wits end She couldn't tell me in human word For kitty meows were all I heard I wasn't adept at telepathy The way cats talk you see She tried to tell me she was sick But it wasn't an easy trick To make me understand Her illness was by own hand Each year I took her to the vet For her kitty shots to get They were the cause of her demise Cause I listen to medical lies Into the carrier Sheba went And to the vet she was sent To make her sleep and not awake This was done for Sheba's sake The shots had caused a lump At the shot site there was a bump Sheba left me at age seven And flew away to kitty heaven. The Pain was great. I went in shock Staring into space I would rock She stayed with me, a short sojourn In her beautiful spirit form In my dreams she spoke with me In order to make me see All was as was suppose to be From her body she had to be free One more dream and I was told As a mistress I was pure gold And that she was now going home And from there she would never roam So my friends be warned Read articles and be informed Shots can kill your dog and cat pals Seek alternative for what ails. Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)