This is for All of My Fellow Cat Lovers

In September, we were married;
A month later, our child was buried.
Though I didn't carry her in my womb;
She was surely the daughter of myself and my groom.
What really isn't funny;
Is that she would still be alive if we had lots of money.
Her quality of life would not have been good;
That is clearly understood.
Near the end; she did suffer;
My mind cannot create a comfortable buffer.
It was much better for her to be put to sleep;
Because at the end, she could no longer leap.
I hate that her death has inspired me;
But, it has awakened and truly tired me.
I really hate to see written in pen;
The fact that I will never see her alive again.
I hate that I have to write this;
But, I truly cannot fight this.
Any creative cat lover should understand;
That I have a need to write with my left hand.
Because if I cause myself repression;
It will only add to my diagnosed severe depression.