Please Love Me
“Please love me,” meowed the kitten who sat on death row,
“I’ll be good, I promise,” His bright green eyes did glow,
But hope was slowly fading for our cute furry friend,
Tomorrow would bring his short life to an drastic end.
“May I have that kitten please, that’s all I really need
For my birthday.” The voice of a young child did plead,
The parents sighed, but softened, gave a nod and a smile,
Oh, how the kitten purred his thanks, then slept for awhile.
He grew to be a good pet and companion and friend,
Brought them laughter as into each heart he did wend,
Many tears were shed when his life was at last done,
They never regretted the moment their heart he won.
So if you see some creatures sitting in the pound,
Try and take one home and a fine companion will be found,
Be kind and show love even make them part of the family,
And you will have joy and laughter, be as happy as can be.
M. Ann Margetson
© September 9, 2000
2000/pleasetakeme
[...] Please Love Me is about adopting a cat from the pound. I love animals, both cats and dogs, and this poem nearly had me crying (I’m sitting on the couch writing this, sandwiched between a mostly black cat, and a beagle, both of whom are snoring). [...]