Personalised poems at UniquePoems4u

Offering uniquely tailored poems for all sorts of reasons and occasions!

When so much is mass-produced, UniquePoems4u gives you an opportunity to have a poem or verse which is hand crafted and unique, whether that be as a gift for yourself or for someone else. Do check out the website for that extra special gift.

Uniquepoems4u are offering Cats Matter supporters a special discount. By entering discount code CM5 at checkout when ordering via the form, you will receive a 5% discount off your order. What's more, £5 of every £10 spent will be donated to the CatsMatter campaign.

CatsMatter got a personalised poem relating to the work we do to give you an idea of how beautiful they are....

I was chasing butterflies

I Was Chasing Butterflies

I was chasing butterflies.

The sun was shining,

The birds were singing,

And I was full of the joys of spring.

Yes, I know cars are dangerous

But in my fun,

In my exuberance,

I briefly forgot.

You were on your way to a meeting.

An important meeting.

I know you saw me

Or, at least, felt me as your

Tyre hit me, squashed me.

I yelled out in indescribable pain.

No, it wasn’t your fault.

It all happened so quickly.

But you looked in your rear view mirror

And just carried on.

You left me to die.

Did I really deserve to die?

You could’ve turned around,

But you didn’t.

You just left me bleeding

By the side of the road,

Alone and terrified.

Is business so unforgiving,

That they won’t understand your being late?

Not just for a cat,

But for a family too?

A cat much loved

By little children,

A cat who brings so much comfort

To a woman who’s just lost her Dad?

If you had stopped,

At least you would’ve done your best.

I stress again. It wasn’t your fault.

I was just doing what cats do.

Had you stopped,

My family would’ve understood.

They would’ve thanked you

And not blamed you.

You’d have given me a fighting chance.

As it was, I was lucky.

Very lucky.

For a neighbour saw me

And rushed me to the local vet.

It was touch and go,

But eventually I pulled through.

Yet you’ll never know I made it,

For you screwed up

Your chance to be a hero.

Instead I will haunt your dreams.

© 2019 - D. A. Gibson


Twitter: @Uniquepoems4u

Featured Posts