Misty Waits

Mommy, don't be very sad
It isn't as it seems
Your little friend, she’s not that far
She watches as you dream.

She whiskers your face and cuddles close
And snuggles while you sleep
Then, in the day while you're awake
She scampers ’bout to see…

Your Misty runs through grassy lands
And basks in bright sunshine
While roaming hills with other kits
That before her made the climb.

She’s finding fresh adventures
Meeting new and former friends
Discovering special places
To share with you again …

The bond of true companions
Won't wane in distant space
But, linger in the Heaven’s
Until meeting face to face.

No matter who the spirit
The love, it still remains
Between that loving little soul
And the friend she now awaits.

The poem above was sent to me when I lost my MistyDawn

written by my friend Vicki Roehrick
Vicki, thank you so much

**KC**
12-2007