My kitty is in Heaven now, no longer in pain -
He doesn't have to suffer, he has Jesus to gain.
He was weak and old, now he has a new life.
All the food and love he needs, no more struggles, no more strife.
~
Jesus and God and His Kingdom watch over my precious pet.
They give him so many cat treats that he'll never forget!
He sleeps in when he wants to, with sun spots and a warm fireplace;
Then wakes up to cuddles and hugs and rubbing his fat white face.
~
My God will give him happiness, and lots of food again!
He'll be pleased with its gratefulness, and kiss my kitty then.
My cat is happy and fat and white and adorable and lazy -
But his begging for food has never driven me crazy.
~
Four fifty-two in the afternoon, in January 2016 ...
The twenty second, yes, but here's what I find keen.
He might have not had a chance in this world to explore,
But my trust and faith in God with my cat has been restored.
~
Thank you God! Thank you Jesus! Thank you Holy Spirit!
For lifting me up, giving me strength, even a little bit.
You're in control, and You are my strong Rock, yes.
Take care of my fat cat and give him warmth and rest...
~
This is a true story. I'm sorry if you are sad at this, but I hope you realize God is in control and He needs His children to flock to him. Thanks for reading. The grieving will pass....
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Hello there. KingQueenKnave here, an honest reviewer.
I think it's in due course to take everything into account, for- as I can tell- this poem was written during the process of grieving over the death of a loved one, in particular a cat. I am very sorry for your loss.
People cope differently to death, and neither reaction is right or wrong. I react through sadness and some degree with guilt. Others may or may not agree with my method, but we all have our own way of grieving. It is unplanned. It comes out uncensored from the mind to the mouth. Your approach to grieving is poetry, in particular this poem, where you detail how you feel about your lost friend.
From this, a heavy religious viewpoint comes through. In fact, most lines refer to the Christian God and His son. However, what does appear slightly off is how you have mentioned Satan. I can tell that you have convictions of your faith- I'm convinced of my lack of faith, if that's of any relevance- but mentioning Satan in a poem about your lost friend seems rather disrespectful. As you point out through your emotive language, won't Behemoth- I presume that's the cat's name- have a better existence elsewhere? Moreover, why would Satan want to tempt a cat?
I did like this poem for its technicalities. I liked the simple rhyming scheme, and it was humorous in places, making it apt as a suitable eulogy.
What threw me off, once more, was that a lot of the language appeared overtly negative and derogatory, by describing your cat as being fat and begging for food, even if at your own admission it "never drives [you] crazy". I have mentioned this before, but the last line with Satan is irrelevant. In fact, the last stanza seems irrelevant to the poem because it diverts from the theme of the poem.
This was a very confusing poem, and not just because I am an atheist, but because of your descriptions of your lost cat and assertions of faith to fill the void. It just appeared really strange.
Okay. Thx for the review. I'll fix it
Hi- Hear for a review.
The story line is sad. i started to cry a little in my senior government class.
The phrases were a little choppy at a time or two, repertory of the word "and" breaks it up a bit, if you could change it up with words like "nor, also, with" it might make it smother, just experiment!
Im not big on religion, but I also understand. As the reader I feel your emotions threw this poem. Its good that you have something such as religion to fall back on and you depend on it at times.
Solid piece of writing. Great Job!
Awe thank you! I'm sorry you started to cry! Honestly, in my eighth grade history class, I wanted to cry the day it was going to happen, and later did. Happy writing!