Siberian Cat caterry "z Maylandu"

CHAMPION

A paraphrase for Smoluszek

To die
This is is not something a cat should do
Because what is a human to do in an empty flat
The treats are waiting
Fully stocked
Only there is no one to eat them
The hallway is empty
No one will greet you anymore
No one will say
Nice to see that you are back
And now the treats
Just a bit of fur on the bedding
A reminiscence of a smell
The touch suffers
From non-existence
You were supposed to stay
For just a little while longer
You were supposed to be here
That is not what one does
A warm look still lingers in the memory
And so it will always be.

Smoluszek
A cat who welcomes you
To pet whom people were created
Your gaze impossible to imitate
We feel bad without you
Longing envelops the house
Grabs the battered heart
And shakes it fiercely
Reminiscing pets kisses purrs
The feeling of being loved and needed.

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