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To Tiger, With Love (A True Story)

"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear"

~gone without a worldly trace,
       I’m left alone, the world to face… 
            with one went my wholeness grace, 
                my treasure laid up in heavenly place…
~O my feline friend, my wholeness grace, 
        I’m left alone in the world to face…
              many days I yearned and did pace, 
                   missing your playful moods and face… 
~one year ago said Love, my grace, 
        very soon your absence I would face… 
             with one, was laid up wholeness grace. 
                  My Love said that morning to my face… 
“with your return Tiger will be gone,
        do not be alarmed, I do him no harm… 
             with your friend, there shall be not end,
                  wholesome grace is laid up for one in friend.” 
~I kissed the nature face of wholesome grace, 
       he meowed goodbye, later I would cry…
            as the dawn of grace later was to be faced, 
                 in sorrow, the human man would soon pace…
~I remember the morning as yesterday, 
        and the many ways we used to play…
             my neutered Manx possessed many pranks,
                   to him, I dedicate my wholesome thanks… 
~unique, you were wholesome, meek,
       your life to me was wholesome Love’s peak… 
             I hear his meow in wholesome ethereal Spirit, 
                  beckoning…beckoning… my soul bonds ever close to it.

                 My  Manx cat ‘Tiger’ is heavenly stored! This is a true story, believe it or not. 
My inner conscience said to me the morning of the 19 of July this year before 
I left to go into town, that Tiger would not be there at home when I returned  
for he would be taken and with him, my treasures would be stored in heaven. 
I said my goodbyes only half believing my sacred precept voice. Sure enough, 
when I returned, my Tiger was gone without a trace. Sure,  the concept of 
the human mind could explain this paranormal phenomenon away. 
But this was my eight year cat’s first and only leave from home, 
whom I had raised from a kitten.
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