by donna zwolak
you came to me as a tiny kitten who could barely walk, one of a litter destined to be thrown off into the country- i took you with the intention of finding you a new home- that night, you climbed your way up the bedspread, marched past my hissing cats, and found me- with a sigh, you placed your warm little body on my head, and proceeded to suck on my ear- i was mum- then, and forever- i had been called by love-
now, eighteen years later, i have lost you- i watched you grow older, then sicker- you made such an effort to stay with me, and i tried so hard to keep you here- to me, you were still the little boy who claimed me all those years ago- you slept in my arms every night, your purrs bringing me love and comfort in my difficult life - we were best pals- i cannot even begin to write a tribute to you, and all you meant to me- you were my booboo, my bunny cat, soft and precious; my dignified little black and white boy-
sleep well, my baby- it will go quickly, this earth time -i miss you so.... you are no longer in my arms, but you live on in the safe place of my heart
"so long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
so long lives this, and this gives life to thee"