I sit alone and so confused behind the metal bars,
The loss that I am feeling will forever leave its scars.
My family left me here one day a month or two ago.
They said, "Don't worry, Tabby, you'll find a home, we know."
It seems they'd bought a condo that said "No Pets Permitted".
I thought they'd never leave me but then they went and did it.
My favorite window sill is gone where I used to lay and sun.
I cried all night the day they left and remembered years of fun.
The people stop and look at me and always say, "Poor Thing".
Then they choose a kitten when they could have had a King.
As Christmas nears, it's gotten worse. I remember presents under the tree,
lots of catnip and a turkey dinner, loving hands that once stroked me.
There was lots and lots of laughter as I played with all my toys.
I miss them both so much this day...their love, their kisses and the joys.
So, please, if you stop by my "home", just give me an extra rub.
I've given up being adopted, but I sure could use the love.
And if you really like me, please, please take me home with you.
I'll be real good, I promise, and love you long and true.
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