Mittens, I miss your little footprints walking the hall at night,
I miss your wheezy breathing as I get ready to make my morning flight.
I miss your little meow when you want food,
And I miss your cuddling with me when you were in the mood.
I miss the way you played with your brother,
but most of all I just miss being your mother.
I will keep your memories in my heart,
My love for you will never part.
When I meet you on the other side,
I will pick you up and we shall glide.
On the clouds to heavens door,
And we shall be together forever more.