The Old Lady's Last Request
Over a time frame of about eight years we would talk about the chapters of our
lives and listening intently to one another
She came from a small town in Texas and was an only child and was much closer to
her dad than she was her mother
Usually we would talk in private, just her and me and her little cat named Abby
The little yellow furry cat kept her company and was also a little bit Gabby
Especially when it came time to have her dinner or to be let out on the porch for air
And no matter how lonely it may have been for her, little Abby was always there
So one dreded day the time did come for my friend to leave for the hospice, she
turned her head on the stretcher and just said to me
I know you will take good care of little Abby
Not long after that she left this old world with the hint of content on her face
All was as it should be, everything was in place
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