Retro Post: Wolfie

I love cats. I love cats alot, and you’ll often find them skulking along the edges of my fiction. Typically, I portray them as being intelligent often on the cusp of being intellectual. This is, in no small part, due to my wife’s love of cats.

9 years ago, or so, her cat Wolfpaws passed away after a life of grace and beauty (which is the life that all cats aspire to), and I wrote this poem to ease Sarah’s pain, and to explore my own emotions.


(For Sarah)

Wisdom walks silently
On four padded paws.

She stalks across the moonlit night.

Her green eyes catch a moon beam,
and glow like a rainbow.

The vision is gone in a moment.

With what purpose did she come?
We will never know.

With what purpose did she go?
Only she and the wind can tell.


About harrylthompsonjr

I'm a writer, a photographer, and a lover of role playing games. I've moved my blog to wordpress in hopes of actually getting some feedback. We'll see :)
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One Response to Retro Post: Wolfie

  1. Sarah says:

    Love it and always will. I miss my Wolfie. She was the bestest cat ever.

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