My Katrina

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Until a random Saturday in October,
October 5th to be exact, a day filled with dread.
Family was mentioning the decision ahead,
The thought of putting you down filled me with dread.

I held you tightly, not wanting to let go,
Your warmth in my arms, my heart filled with fear.
You resisted eating, even treats, a hard blow,
You could never say no, but now it was clear.

You barely even got up from that blanket,
Each moment felt heavy, a weight on my chest.
I wished I could turn back the hands of the clock,
And bring back your joy, the days when you’d rest.

That long, dreadful night was pure torture,
As I watched you struggle, my heart full of pain.
I whispered my love, hoping you'd feel it,
But deep down, I knew we were losing the game.

The memories flooded back, the laughter, the play,
Your goofy antics and all that you brought.
Yet here we were, facing the end of our day,
A reality I feared but could not have fought.