If I Knew

Before I start...this is dedicated to my cat Mootzie, who just died on April 25 2007. I know its weird to put a poem about your dead cat on here, but the only reason is the way she died. I won't get into it too much but, she had cancer everywhere, lungs, heart, liver, etc. She was cremated and I never got to say goodbye. The last time I saw her was that morning. So here it goes: (If its not good, I dont mind criticism.)

If I knew the last time I held you would be the last, I would of never let go.
If I knew that the last time you purred would be the last, I would have never stopped hearing.
If I knew the last time you sat next to me would be the last, I would have never got up.
If I knew the last time I brushed you would be the last, I would have never stopped grooming.

Mootzie, I miss you, we miss you.
You left to soon, and too suddenly.

Now I know I can never hold you again.
Now I know I can never hear you purr again.
Now I know I can never sit next to you again.
Now I know I can never brush you, again.

I never even got to say goodbye Mootzie, I wish I had the chance.

RIP Mootzie