by Amanda Granata
Your favorite chair
is vacant Dow..
No eager purrs to greet me. No softly padded paws to raD
ecstatically to meet me.
No coaxing rabs
Nor plaintive cry Will say it's time for feeding. ive put away your bowl, and all the things
You won't be needing
But I will miss you little friend, for I could never measure The bappiness you brought me,
The comfort and the pleasare. And since God pat you
here to share
I eartbly joy and sorrow; m sure there'll be a place for you in
Heaven's bright tomorrow!