My cat came to me in a dream last night,
he never deserved to go
the way that he did.
no-one did.
you see, he was killed by vicious dogs
at the front door of his home
He never did learn to fight
only to run
But he wasn’t fast enough that day,
he was getting a little old.
My cat came to me in a dream last night,
I told him I loved him and he told me the same,
for it was twenty years ago
that he was taken away
to the very day.
My Mum
I love my Mum,
I always do,
always have,
always will.
She’s always joining dots,
but never quite
getting the picture.
So we’re always
drawing those pictures,
Dad and me.
Framing them,
and hanging them
on the walls,
for Mum to see.
I love Mum!
Everybody does.
She’s such a
loving, lovable, caring
and wonderful human being.
God, I love her.