In a realm of sorrow, words heavy as lead,
A heartfelt tale of Halo, now silently said.
Last night, in quietude, a dear soul took flight,
Leaving a void in hearts, in the still of the night.
Halo, a feline friend, aged and wise,
An enigma of years, beneath starlit skies.
Indoor wanderer, with supervised delight,
In a cherished abode, both day and night.
A routine, a dinner, a couch's warm embrace,
In the twilight hours, a serene grace.
Biscuits crunched, a simple delight,
A moment in time, in the soft lamplight.
Yet fate, with a whisper, took an unexpected turn,
In the blink of an eye, grief began to churn.
A stumble, a yowl, a sudden strife,
A dear companion's unexpected departure from life.
In the arms of care, you carried him near,
To witness the turmoil, to face the fear.
In 15 minutes that felt like an eternity,
Halo crossed over, leaving a void in unity.
The vet's insight, a whisper of the unknown,
A neurological waltz, where answers are thrown.
In loss, questions linger, a silent plea,
To understand why Halo could no longer be.
Trauma etched in moments, a painful recall,
As you grapple with why Halo had to fall.
In the echoes of yowls and the gasping for air,
A profound loss, a tale of despair.
Yet amidst the grief, let memories unfold,
Of Halo's warmth, in stories untold.
In the quietude of night, where tears may stream,
Halo's spirit lingers, in a timeless dream.
May time bring solace, as you mourn and grieve,
For a beloved friend, you've had to leave.
In the tapestry of love, where memories entwine,
Halo's legacy, forever divine.