They will not go quietly,
the cats who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle wats they let us know,
their spirit still survives.
Old Habits still make us thinkwe hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the placethe food dish used to be.
And, sometimes, coming home at night, we miss them terribly.
And Although time may bring new friends and a new food dish to fill.
That one place in our hearts belongs to them…and always will.
Linda Barnes

Thanks to Andi for getting me this. It means the world to me!

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