The Weeping Woods

The Great Escape

I got the bad leash

On the morning of Friday, roughly 12:15

And the cats were out

Walking all around the garage about

You saw little one seconds before I did

Regardless from my hands you fled

Straight into the corn field

With the snapped leash I'd wield

And you were just gone

Away from me like a mother from a stolen fawn

Like a beached fish from a pond

Like sleep thinking of your lack of peace on the worst day ever

I thought I'd lost you forever

Trapped in barbed wire

You were found not half an hour later my mother no liar

While I screamed and bled my throat hoarse

And sobbed and cried my voice sore

Thinking you were lost

Wondering just how bad the cost

Someone found you still searching for that damn cat

And I suddenly was okay with that

And you were okay I was so glad

I, stupidly, couldn't even be mad

Because even though you piss me off

I don't think I could deal with the loss

Of losing you forever Glynda puppy

My pretty pissy prissy princess pibble