I lost everything.
I couldn’t care for the cats.
The mother followed me
to the store.
She got run over
on the way home.
I fed the kittens milk.
They told me not to.
The kittens died one by one
before they opened their eyes.
I lost everything.
If you’re not an animal lover,
you wouldn’t understand.
I pass.
.
stillfugue 
#1 by sixthsymph on September 26, 2013 - 9:53 pm
The feeling expressed in the words ‘I lost everything’ appears to permeate every line of this poem. It’s a wonderful write!
#2 by Carl on October 11, 2013 - 10:21 pm
Thank you again for your kind comment. I appreciate it greatly.
#3 by Hawkruh on September 26, 2013 - 10:30 pm
How sad! To try and care, yet have it fall apart.
#4 by Carl on October 11, 2013 - 10:21 pm
Thank you for your comment.
#5 by Jamie Dedes on September 27, 2013 - 2:38 am
Sad.
#6 by Carl on October 11, 2013 - 10:22 pm
Thank you for your comment, Jamie
#7 by Find an Outlet on September 27, 2013 - 3:08 am
Yes, pass. It’s OK to pass sometimes. Please.
#8 by Carl on October 11, 2013 - 10:22 pm
Please, please, please. Thank you for commenting.
#9 by clinock on October 3, 2013 - 2:56 am
Ouch! and Ouch again!…
#10 by Carl on October 11, 2013 - 10:23 pm
Thank you, John.