Damn the rain. 

Today it is too much. 

God’s tears, yes, 

Mingle with our own 

As more death 

Takes ones we love, 

Leaving only a cold companion, 



Written originally for Leslie, Patty, and Patricia, who have recently lost beloved feline companions, but I know there are more of you battling staggering loss. I’m sorry this poem couldn’t be one of those uplifting, promise of hope kind, but sometimes acknowledging pain is all we are able to pull forth.

I do believe there will be good and fun and happiness and joy. I even believe those things are already among us. But the grief must be embraced before we can place it in the softness of our memories and move on.





About Mollie Hunt

I am the crazy cat lady, animal shelter volunteer, Trekkie, and mystery writer. I live in the rainy Pacific Northwest and will watch any TV show or movie filmed here. Even though I am of a goodly age (sixty-something) I go to Star Trek conventions in costume and am not afraid to be by myself. I enjoy my life in the cat lane. Words to live by: Spay and neuter; Live long and prosper; Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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2 Responses to POEM: SAD RAIN

  1. Brian says:

    Grief is a toughie and that was a very profound poem.

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