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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Sonnet On The Passing Of A Friend's Cat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How can a cat connect, yet stay adrift? <br>How can it share a look that says so much? <br>The 'Cat''s acceptance of 'Us' is a gift<br>endorsed by letting carers dare to touch, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To pet, to preen, to scratch and perhaps(?) brush? <br>(Not knowing when a claw may come to view, <br>and interrupt our empathizing rush, <br>as not one other pet, could ever do.) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They show us only glimpses of respect<br>whenever they see fit, or they're just bored.<br>Their fixed visages brim with intellect<br>and smugly show they know, how they're adored.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So when they pass away. what fills the gap<br>of those who chose to laze upon our lap?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a></strong></div>

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