Thoroughly Poetic Thursday
We seem to be cruising right through the alphabet again and are up to “R” as our prompt letter for this week’s poem. Poet extraordinaire and host of Thoroughly Poetic Thursday along with brother Teddy, Angel Sammy gave us some suggestions for poem subjects as well. They are: 1) Rain, 2) Run, 3) Ruin and 4) Rabbit. Hard…right? So, as often happens, we went our own way. This week we handed the task off to Mom and told her to write about whatever she wanted. Who knew she’d choose Lily Olivia. We can’t think of anything Lily’s done to deserve this honor…except for getting old. From the look of this poem, it appears that’s what Mom was thinking as well.
To read Sammy’s poem (transmitted each week from the Rainbow Bridge) or find links to other poems, click on his badge. You will be magically whisked away to Two Spoiled Cats.
But enough of our blathering. Take it away, Mom.
Remembering
Do you remember when you were a tiny cat?
You followed me home and that was that.
Brothers Sebastian, Parker and Winston came too,
But they didn’t stay…this home was only for you.
You joined a family different from today’s.
You were on the bottom with dues to pay.
Now you’re the top cat…have been so for some time.
Unfortunately, however, you’re no longer in your prime.
Where once you might have wanted to run and play,
Now you are content to snooze the day away.
But you still have plenty of spunk and catitude
And a huge appetite for nommy treats and food.
We almost lost you when you were just four.
I found you cowering outside the back door.
You were bloodied and broken and gave me a fright,
But to survive your injuries, you never gave up the fight.
Now you are a few months from turning nineteen
And rightly are considered the Kitties Blue queen.
Some days you drive me crazy with constant complaints,
Then I remind myself…you’re a calico, not a saint!
Whatever you do at your age is totally okay with me.
I just want more time with you in our kitty family.
I’ll always remember you following me home as a tiny cat.
You leapt into my heart and that was that!
© Janet Buickerood Blue 10/11/2017
If you don’t know Lily Olivia’s story, check out this post: “Lily Olivia is a Survivor.” And you can read another poem about her in the post, “Lily Olivia has Calico Catitude.”
It is a miracle that Lily Olivia is with us today. She can drive me crazy with her constant caterwauling when it’s time to eat or when she stares at me while I sleep, but I am grateful everyday that she is here to keep me on my toes. And with that, we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday blog hop. To join, click on his badge.
Lily Olivia is a true survivor, and a beautiful ladycat. We love Mom’s tribute to her. 🙂
What a fun poem…and I am so glad you fought to stay with your furmily when you were so badly injured.
That is a lovely poem. And although we are relatively new friends, We can tell that Lily Olivia is truly deserving of rhis tribute.
Pawpats and kitty kisses from your furriends in Jerusalem.
That really was a most wonderful poem about a most wonderful gal! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
Lily Olivia is a beauty and that was an excellent poem about her. I love calicos, Joanie is one and my Angel Lucy was a grumpy one too. XO
What a pawsome poem for Lily Olivia! She is the Queen Blue!
Fabulous poem!!!
The Florida Furkids with tons of smoochies and loads of love to Mau from Allie
Lily Olivia, you are something special! And now after reading your story, I believe I’m going to try Reiki on Chuck.
Don’t forget our Leopold Lion Heart loved you too Lily Olivia . . .though that does seem so long ago now . . .
We hope you have many more years left with your family 🙂
the critters in the cottage xo
P.S. Malou also likes to caterwaul when she is hungry or needs to tell our Mama about just about everything that is going on in her world ;p
Miss Janet you are a great poet. We love your all your poems.
lily olivia yur poem iz total lee Rockin awesum …..we gived it 984 pawz UP
stay feerce N heerz two a grate thurzday ~~~ 🙂 ♥♥
This poem made me a bit teary. Maggie is the elder here. She will be ten, which may sound young. But with her bad heart and the throat issue, every day she fades a bit more. Her attitude has not changed: she loves unconditionally. Clyde adores her. Well, we all do.
Miss, Lily Olivia, you rock. You deserve to do things your way. GO FOR IT! HUGS. I love you all very much.
This was such a sweet poem <3 And I absolutely love the photo!
Wow! Read her Survivor story too.
What a GREAT and very sweet poem for Lily Olivia. Any kitty who works SO HARD to find a home and stay in that home deserves poetry, hugs, love, and treats every single day. We hope she continues being the Queen for a long time to come. Thanks for joining in Angel Sammy’s poetry challenge every week. We are fast coming to the end of another go round through the alphabet.
Love and Hugs, Teddy
Lily Olivia has so much spirit – like my human’s heart cat, who was a longhaired calico. Harlot was a very tough girl and survived a lot of crazy things in her 15 years.
Great poem!