My Big Grey
Big Grey was my favorite cat of all time.
He came with no grand pedigree.
He didn't need that, for that wonderful cat
was the object of my affection..
He was but a stray, who somehow found his way
to this home where he was so welcomed.
He made himself king, and ruled everything,
the cats and the big dog and me.
There were other cats here, that he treated as mere
common things to be kept in their places.
My lap was his own, which he quickly made known
to the others that I was his only.
That beautiful cat always there when I sat,
his front legs round my neck he'd entwine.
He'd stare at my face, 'til I needed my space
and I'd him a toy to annoy.
He'd never more roam, for this was his home
where he'd be contented for life.
It was easy to see he belonged here with me
where he was my favorite feline.
I was caught uanaware finding him lying there,
unable to answer my call.
I couldn't believe he was going to leave,
this dear cat that I loved so much.
But now that he's gone, I know he has gone on
to the place where good kitties should be.
May he find up above an angel to love
until I might find him again..
For Debbie's inner rhyme contest
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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