An angel came to me one day
And stood outside my door.
And I took up a plate and bowl
To gently welcome her.
She showed her gratitude and stayed
And has blessed my home for years,
So should she go away,
My heart will fill with tears.
But her memory would remain
And warm my heart awhile.
How could I think of my sweet cat
Without a tender smile.
When I leave life and pass from here,
I have a little plan.
I'll be at HER door
And we'll be joined again.
Copyright © Mark Edwards
