Even in his grave, the old cat is as silent as he has always been. So soft, fall red, the geraniums. . [ 841 ] Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related And Meet Here an Angel Amazing Grace Categories: New Poems & PiecesTags: Aging, Death, Fall, Geraniums, Memory, Peace, Poems, Poetry, Silence
