An Ode to Wally

An Ode to Wally

This is a poem about my cat, named Walnut, but often called Wally. Wally died on 20^th August 2022. His birthday is 24^th December, and he was approximately 8 months old when he died. We all miss Wally very much, and love him dearly. All of our memories about him are cherished dearly. 

 

My dear cat, his name was Wally.
He was not old, nor was he sickly.
He fell from a height so high,
into the clenches of a dog with a cry.

My dear cat,
he never caught a rat.
He hated water,
and loved soccer`

My dear cat,

loved to sit on a mat.

He loved to scratch,

and dig up the garden patch. 

He loved eating a bone,
and his play fights made his brother groan.
He loved his brother,
and hated rainy weather.

He caught a lizard,
and loved chicken gizzard.
He went to the vet bravely,
and then cried out “save me!” 

I love Wally,
he was a real cutie.
I really do miss him,
without him life is really dim.