Pet and Wildlife Art
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There is a favorite, special cat Who has his place today Deep inside my heart and soul Although he's passed away
I sometimes see his shadow I often hear his purr I walk into the kitchen And feel the brush of his fur
I look and often see him Sleeping soundly in his chair I look again quite startled To hind he isn't there
Yes, my son you left me Several years have passed But your spirit stays beside me Your gift to me, your last
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