Whiskers by Nancie McClendon / Momma

A poem of love for my baby Whiskers

Though you are finally at peace,
I still miss you everyday.

You gave me strengh when I needed it,
and love every minute.

Now my lap is empty.

God sent you to me and he took you back.
I loved every year I had with you.
How empty life seems now.
I miss you so very much, and
hope you knew how much I love you.


Be at Peace,
24, Mar 2005
Nancie McClendon