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<\/a><\/p>\nBarack purrs on the edge of sadness, He came to me in sadness, after we lost Lori<\/strong><\/a>; It is said that all good things must end. Barack lived long enough to bridge the gap Barack’s time will come to an end soon. As I contemplate his burial site and shroud We have had some time to share some sadness<\/a><\/p>\n
\nHis swelling illness cannot dim His regal bearing.
\nMiss Fortune has stalked and found him,
\nEmaciating his body but not his soul.<\/p>\n
\nHe has lived with me in splendor, never losing his feral self.
\nI’m told I have given him a good life. I have tried,
\nand he has returned my affection 100 times over.
\nIt has been a wonderful friendship.<\/p>\n
\nHowever true that may be, it is never easy.<\/p>\n
\nbetween the promise of Obama and the new promise of Biden.<\/p>\n
\nI hold on to a wish that he die naturally, without a struggle
\nbut I know that I may be called upon to be God
\nand be the one to determine when his life must end.
\nBeing God is not for wimps.<\/p>\n
\nI am reminded of how he came to me, and how he huddled
\nunder the bed in the guestroom, not emerging except at night
\nfor six months or more, sleeping on the bathrobe of Lori’s on which he arrived.
\nHe will go out in the same way, in a spot along my fence
\nwhere I can see him and Topaz, reunited in my mind and affection.<\/p>\n
\nbut he is not doing his part; he purrs and I cry.
\nI would not be so sad except for the joy I have known.
\nBarack has been a special kind of companion for all these years.<\/p>\n