We packed away your little bed
we put your toys away.
you left this earth much too soon.
We are filled with pain today.
Some would say, you were just a cat.
they would never understand
how you filled our lonely hours
making few demands.
Somewhere beyond the milky way
we see you soaring there,
a set of wings upon your back
without pain, without care,
When our life on earth is over
when it’s time to journey home,
our angel cat will be there waiting
we will never feel alone.
Loving you,
| Sam |
| 25, Nov 2003 |
| betty chandler |