For Sweetie Groth
Shimmering white and glistening coal
Purring sweetly on my knee
Listening with a half-closed eye
As I croon my kitty tunes
Soon we'll part and you will go
To the land of Not-yet-know
Great green eyes take one last look
To those you gave more than you took
One last journey now you take
To the place of Go-alone
Where you join those joys of God
To become one of his own
Small white blaze above black nose
Next to which I place a rose
Round your neck a scarlet bow
Dressed for travel in stroked coat
I'm here in my lonely chair
Knowing I'm in Not-yet-there
You flick your tail contentedly
In the land of Yet-to-be
Where you'll rest upon Joe's lap
Taking your eternal nap
And you'll lie against my breast
Where my soul will be your nest