May 7, 2008

A Memorial for Our Worry...

You came to me
A tiny cat
So small, so sick
Yet full of love and warmth
You came to me
You and your band
Of rag-tag strangers
And you stole my heart
I loved you all
But I loved you best
You came to me
Then went away
To spread the smile
You brought to me
You came to us
And now your gone
To great fields of green
With Catnip and Butterflies
and no more sick
no more medicine.
You touched us all
With a tiny paw
a beating heart
in a little body
And we will never forget you
Our Worry.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Worry will fit perfectly in Gods big hands, where he can watch over other sick and lost kittens until they find someone like you to take care of them.