Poem about Cinnamon

Posted on February 1, 2013 by Christa Upton

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Almost 19 years ago,
A Cute Kitten Surprise—
Our first “baby.”
 
Chasing strings, playing with stuffed Mousie,
Snuggling, purring.
 
Drinking out of the dripping sink,
Poking a paw through the knothole next to the stairway.
 
Getting used to human babies
And a little too much attention.  🙂
 
Meowing at the birds outside the window,
Licking yogurt off my finger.
Curling up at my feet,
Keeping me company during bedridden times.
 
Begging for my chicken salad,
Cute fuzzy face.
 
We’ll miss you, sweet kitty.
 
Goodbye, little friend.

 

Christa Upton      Black Hills Picture Books      PO Box 293      Custer, SD  57730

 

About Christa Upton

I am a wife and mother of three children ages 11, 14, and 18. I used to be a stay-at-home mom (teaching piano & dance, volunteering, etc). From 2007 to 2010, I suffered accidental Toxic Injury (also called Multiple Chemical Sensitivity or MCS). MCS has had major impact on our family, but the forced time in bed has given me time to write. So far, I have published 4 children's books (2 in e-book format on Kindle, one in Print-on-Demand at CreateSpace, and one printed by a local printer). Sometimes I miss my old life, but I love writing for children!
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2 Responses to Poem about Cinnamon

  1. Margaret Shaw says:
    February 1, 2013 at 12:13 pm

    What a touching and beautiful poem.

    Reply

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