Prince Obi Wan
Prince Obi Wan is not a morning dog, you see —
He grumbles and he fusses, when awakened,
Just like me!
Wherever I am, You will find him there,
He is my flame through time,
That shall never fail,
With him, I have not one fear,
He howls his complaints,
When things do not quite go his way –
Yet even still, he is the best part,
Of any given day!
He sings with heart, for all to hear,
He gives each song, all he has,
That is –
My Prince Obi Wan, my little fur-man,
Now his body has gone,
Yet even still, his spirit remains,
I feel him each place I go,
He will always be with me,
This I absolutely know.
Copyright © Cathy Kaiser | Year Posted 2014
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