My Love
I have cried more on losing my cat
I remember
Than for any human
Humans
They had reasons to love
Less casual more formal
My cat had none
She came
Loved me to bits
And then
Left me a mess..
Nevertheless
She showered the purest form of love
I ever received
It wasn't for my body,
nor my wisdom
She loved me for who I was
With no expectations,
no compulsions
Yet, she left
Giving me a lifetime of love
In those few numbered days
For which
I forever remain grateful
Until my
last breath..
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