Ed's cat Buddy is the inspiration behind this wonderful poem.
Another day has come and gone,
I lie in bed; is something wrong?
I cannot sleep; I toss and turn,
I know not what it is I yearn.
Then he comes in dead of night,
He brings compassion to my plight.
He perches there upon my chest,
He somehow knows that I need rest.
He peers at me with knowing eyes,
Oh, how sage, for one his size.
He gently pats me on my chin,
Then ancient lullaby, he begins.
He sings and purrs deep in his soul,
His love is true and free and bold.
He never speaks a single word,
Yet, his message is clearly heard.
He's telling me that all is well,
He soothes me with his feline spell.
True friends like this are truly rare,
For me, this friend is always there.
Soon, we both drift off to sleep,
Knowing that this bond we'll keep.
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Farewll, my friend, farewell is a moving tribute to Buddy in the Napping on a Sunbeam section.
A Morning Kiss
A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.
Janet F Faure
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