“To Wait”

Where am I now
That you’re not here?
There’s lots of creatures
Running near….

There’s grass and sun
And blue blue skies
There’s flowers filled
With butterflies….

But something’s missing
I can tell
The wind around me
Lost your smell….

And ‘tho I cannot
Feel your hand
Your imprint on my heart
Still stands….

See I’m OK
I’m well again
My legs are strong
I’ve lots of friends….

The Bridge is such a loving place
It’s where we go
When pain we face….

It’s where we go
To heal and mend
And wait for you
My pal, my friend….

 

Where is my friend
Who held my head?
Who cradled me
A comfort bed?

Who fed me treats
And kept me near
Who whispered love
Into my ear?

Where is my pal
Who combed my back
Who carried me
Just like a sac?

Who put his pain
Before my own
For him, I write
My goodbye poem.

I loved you when I chased your feet…
I loved you when you gave me meat…
I loved the way you loved my Mom
You held our hearts inside your palm.

You made my life a living gold
Of riches, love, and wealth untold.
A glorious retreat for me
A special loving family tree.

I’ll climb that tree
One branch by one
And wait for you in setting suns.

I’ll wait for you inside your heart
I’ll sit and purr
We’ll never part.

Where are my pals
I know they’re near
I feel their hearts
I lick their tears.

 

A small black cat knocked on our door
He came for refuge, nothing more.
He came to stay a week or so
But just like friends, he had to go.

It wasn’t long before he sat
Again, upon our cocoa mat.
He came to stay for good not part
And when he did he stole our hearts.

The house was his
All land his empire
Good luck to the creatures
Who dared enter his shire.
He’d scramble to fight, bite, and kick to the core
And if they returned,
He’d chase them some more.

He spoke with intelligence so much, you could tell
And yet when you spoke, he listened so well.
When you cried he would sooth with his rumbling purr
And sit on your lap a big load of black fur.

Years came and they went like the ebb of a tide
He ruled like the king, all health problems aside.
But he couldn’t stay young
Though, he mightily tried.

One day it was time, mind sharp, body falling,
To join his old friends whose whispers were calling?
He gazed in the distance beyond the far ridge
He saw youth and peace ahead at The Bridge.

Panther knew it was time for him to depart
To live in our memories, not just our hearts.
The grieving is heavy the tears will not end
Good bye to our good boy, our buddy our friend.
We know when it’s time
We will see you again……..