ETERNAL DAWN

ETERNAL DAWN
by M P Barnaby

I take your furry face within my hands,
And look into your golden eyes,
This is goodbye,
it has to be the end,
Far better,
than you should suffer needlessly.
We shall not walk again on sunlit lawn,
Those magic hours how have gone,
I must not mourn,
For we shall meet again,
my little cat,
In happiness resumed,
on that Eternal Dawn.