by Lisa Price / Lisa Price 2005

My Dearest Chloe-Ann

Oh, how you are missed.
I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there for you
when you got hurt.
I miss everything about you,
from playing “hide-and-seek”
in the upstairs hallway
to your loving paws you placed
on my cheek every morning.
You were my sunshine,
and the kindest,
most sweetest cat ever.
I pray that you are in safe hands now
with God and St. Francis,
and await to see you again someday.




Lisa Price