*STILL*
This poem is in dedication to the wee little kitten that fought endlessly to hang onto his life,while I too desperatly tried to safe this helpless, tiny wee soul.
*STILL* belongs to the following groups:
Animal Kingdom and For the Love of Cats , 1 image a day- STILL *
Holding your tiny, lifeless body,
watching you fade away,
there was nothing I could do
Feeling you dissipate with each passing moment,
still, there was nothing I could do
The fight was then near over for you,
as you gasped to catch your last breath,
still, there was nothing I could do
trying to breath short, tiny breathes of air,
into your fragile, little lungs,
still, there was nothing I could do
Comforting you during your last and final moments,
as I endlessly fought to fight for your life,
still, there was nothing I could do
You had been just too sick to continue your battle,
so I then stayed comforting you, at your clinical cage-side,
still, there was nothing I could have possibly done.
Scott Denny
This is amazing. My sister died in 1998 from Hodgkins Disease. The night before she died she had my mother call all of us to the house. We spent her final minutes with her. We exchanged goodbyes, and said our peace.
The next morning, it was a Tuesday, I started to work but felt a draw to go to my parents home. When I arrived may parents were prepping for Hospice. Melinda needed to be moved from the bed to the sofa so a Hospice bed could be put in the room.
My mother was not strong enough to carry Melinda so I grabbed her from the top and my dad grabbed her feet and we set off to move her. Her breathing was extremely faint.
We made only a few steps and it was over. Melinda died in the arms of my father and me. We placed her on the sofa. She was gone. The cancer had taken everything.
This which you have written is so ironic. Thankfully my Melinda had asked Christ in her life as her personal Saviour before her final day. I too have asked Christ in my life as my Saviour and look forward to the day I see her again.
Thank you for this writing.
God Bless you.
Scott