Disappeared

Death pulls a Magical Act
It disappears
A whisker is all that's left of my daughter cat Psispina
[Melina Constantina (Dina) Regina (Gina) Beatrice (Betty) Potato Pizza];
the hair I clipped to hold
In a heart-shaped box
has disintegrated/melted into the air

Ma, your almond-shaped brown eyes,
caring and hating,
loving and fretting,
crazy and calm,
Have too disappeared

Into thin air

God the Magician's
Cruel Act
Once here,
Now gone.
Disappeared.

You left me with guilt,
even hate at times
And some Love and tenderness,
gratitude for our paths' crossing.

Did I abandon you in your last years of suffering?
Or did I do my best with my mental angst?
Was I even too forgiving of you Mom,
or too tolerating of you Dina
when others may have put you down? 
Will I forgive myself for lack of always being there for you
Fully in your times of need?

Or did I do my best
and was it His Will
It played out this way,
our Love at the end
and your pain?
Never to hug or smell you again.

You've 
Disappeared.