ramblings and things
Tiger Lily
I'll miss so much that
Morning tap on my face
To remind me of
My proper place
As appointed human
To one very hungry cat
So get up chum
And rectify that.
For twenty years
This cat of one speed
Patiently trained me
In her every need.
Sedately plodding,
For she didn't rush,
This elegant little
Tabby cat puss
Would inspect my TV
As though in despair
At the rubbish relentlessly
churning out of there.
From kitten to old lady cat
She gave much joy to me,
Companionably curled up
Asleep on my knee.
As together we dozed
In my old easy chair
Such a comfort to know
Tiger Lily was there.
She suddenly grew old
Started to fade away
Would look at me
As if to say
It’s really time for me
To be off on my way.
In my heart now
One huge empty space
And on my bed
One small empty place
As I granted to her
A quiet peaceful end
And freed from pain
My faithful old friend.
Tiger Lily has gone to her
Happy hunting ground
Where ample food
Is always to be found
Without any need to,
With a tap on the face,
Remind her lazy human
Of his appointed place.
Tiger Lily Epitaph