The Kitten and the Falling Leaves
See the Kitten on the wall,
Sporting with the leaves that fall,
Withered leaves - one-two-and three -
From the lofty elder-tree!
Though the calm and frosty air
Of this morning bright and fair,
Eddying round and round they sink
Softly, slowly: one might think,
From the motions that are made,
Every little leaf conveyed
Sylph or Faery hither tending,
To this lower world descending,
Each invisible and mute
In his wavering parachute.
But the Kitten, how she starts,
Crouches, stretches, paws, and darts!
First at one, and then its fellow
Just as light and just as yellow.
There are many now - now one -
Now they stop and there are none:
What intenseness of desire
In her upward eye of fire!
With a tiger-leap half-way
Now she meets the coming prey,
Lets it go as fast, and then
Has it in her power again:
Now she works with three or four,
Like an Indian conjurer;
Quick as he in feats of art,
Far beyond in joy of heart.
Where her antics played in the eye
Of a thousand standers-by,
Clapping hands with shout and stare,
What would little Tabby care
For the plaudits of the crowd?
Look at how cute my Tibby looks in this beautiful winter graphic.
I was thinking back the other day when I would be reading a book or magazine on my bed.
Tibby would jump up onto the bed, and sit on the book or magazine
that I was reading at the time.
As if to say right thats enough reading for tonight.
How about giving me a cuddle or a stroke.
Then Tibby would look up at me with those cute Kitty eyes of his
and your heart would just melt.
Some more memories of Tibby has come into my mind today,
When he would sit waiting outside the bathroom door for me.
Then Tibby would follow me downstairs to be let out for a few hours.
And nearly everytime I went to take a bath, Tibby would scratch at the bathroom door to be
let in, Bless Him.
So I always let him come in the bathroom.
Tibby was very fascinated watching all the water splashing around in the bath.
I think he must have been thinking to himself us kittys don't wash like that,
our way is much easier than that.
Tibby always be happy with all your little friends at RAINBOW BRIDGE.
Tibby I will always miss and love you so very much.
Good Night And God Bless You Tibby.
Love always Tibby From Your Mum.
Paw-prints in the sands of time,
Tracks along an empty beach,
Towards a fate which is not mine,
A destiny out of my reach.
You've gone where I will some day follow,
But for now you're out of sight,
Your years with me was time just borrowed,
Before you returned to heaven's light.
No longer in my sight, you vanished,
Through the veil of time and space,
In my memory you are cherished,
Ambassador of feline race.
Time and tides sweep clean your paw-marks,
Another's paws will tread anew,
But you carved paw-prints in my own heart,
Eternal love-prints, etched by you.
One day I'll see your paw-prints glowing,
Sparkling in the morning dew,
Guiding me at my time of going,
Leading me sunwards, back to you.
A PRAYER FROM TIBBY
It seems that I've reached Heaven,
or it's doorstep at any rate,
and been winding round St. Peter's ankles
by the Pearly Gates,
I've plucked the angels' harp strings
and made a merry sound,
But it's plucking at my heartstrings
that you are not around.
So I think I'll sit and wait here,
just outside the door,
And as the souls come floating in,
I'll tap them with my paw,
And when you seek admittance,
they'll rename this place -
It will become Purradise,
and these the Purry Gates!
MY TIBBY
Your favorite chair is vacant now...
No eager purrs to greet me
No softly padded paws to run
ecstatically to meet me
No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry
Will say it time for feeding
I've put away your bowl,
And all the things you won't be needing
But I will miss you little friend,
For I could never measure
the happiness you brought me,
the comfort and the pleasure.
And since God put you here to share
In earthly joy and sorrow
I'm sure there'll be a place for you
in Heaven's bright tomorrow...
TWO KITTENS
Two little kittens, one stormy night,
Begun to quarrel, and then to fight;
One had a mouse, the other had none,
And that's the way the quarrel begun.
"I'll have that mouse," said the biggest cat;
"You'll have that mouse? We'll see about that!"
"I will have that mouse," said the eldest son;
"You shan't have the mouse," said the little one.
I told you before 'twas a stormy night;
When these two little kittens began to fight;
The old woman seized her sweeping broom,
And swept the kittens right out of the room.
The ground was covered with frost and snow,
And the two little kittens had no where to go;
So they laid them down on the mat at the door,
While the old woman finished sweeping the floor.
Then they crept in, as quiet as mice,
All wet with snow, and cold as ice,
For they found it was better, that stormy night,
To lie down and sleep than to quarrel and fight.
A Cat's Prayer to Bast
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to Bast my soul to keep,
I pray to Bast my soul to take,
And transport it to the sandy lands
Where my forbears worshipped were,
Where my ancient kin were much revered
And where the cat first learned to purr.
As I pad on velvet feet
I pray Bast will give me mice to eat,
And as I use my litter tray
I ask that she will find me play,
In her bright heaven where all cats,
Are stroked by Bast's most blessed hands,
And bask and gambol in her care,
Remembering Egypt's ancient sands.
As I knead upon your knees,
I hope that Bast is greatly pleased
To see her child at rest and play,
Fed and cared for every day,
And when I reach that glorious place
And gaze upon her feline face,
I'll ask that Bast will grant you grace
To join me in eternal play.
Here is Tibby doing some sunbathing.
Tibby loved being in the sunshine.
The minute he saw the sun in the morning,he wanted to be in it.
But sometimes he would get so hot,
he would have to go into the shade in the garden.
Tibby would never go far from his home.
And I always had Tibby in before it went dark.
Tibby was always in with me and my family at night time.
I was just thinking back Tibby when you would sit in the back garden.
On a hot Sunny Day and just sat looking at all the wild bird's that came into the garden.
You never got up and chased the bird's, You just sat back and watched them.
Any other cat would have got up and chased them but you never did my Tibby.
I also can remember the time you chased a rat into the back garden Tibby.
At that time I was looking outside our bedroom window.
At first I thought it was just a bit of rag that you had brought into the garden.
But after a while I noticed it was a rat, I shouted to my husband John Tibby's brought a rat in
the garden.
So then my husband John went out into the back garden,
But by the time John got out into the back garden the rat had ran off somewhere.
Tibby bless him looked up and down the back garden , Looking for this rat and wondering what had
happened to it.
Tibby I'll never forget those beautiful Summer Day's that we spent in the back garden together.
Tibby,I can also remember the times you brought little presents back for us,YES,LITTLE DEAD MICE and you left them for us on the doorstep.
That was Tibby's way of saying thank you for taking care and loving me.
God bless you My Tibby love always Mum.
MORE MEMORIES OF MY TIBBY.
Tibby I am thinking back on more beautiful memories of you,
I can remember one time it was getting dark outside.
And I thought that I will get you in.
I shouted your name a few times but no Tibby at this point I was getting
worried because I always had Tibby in before it went dark.
We searched all around the house, I even went back in the garden.
While John my husband kept on searching around the house.
I was still out in the back garden at this point.
Then John shouted come and look where Tibby is,
Tibby was on top of our Louise's wardrobe,
the wardrobe was quite high so that's why we couldn't see Tibby when we were looking for him.
That night Tibby stayed there on top of our Louise's wardrobe.
He slept there for about a fortnight.
Then another time Tibby picked another place where to sleep.
That night again we wondered where Tibby could be.
I was looking again for him and shouting his name out in the back garden.
Then John found Tibby inside our Louise's holdall fast asleep.
Tibby kept sleeping there for about a fortnight.
He just kept picking different places where to sleep.
One night Tibby crawled underneath a set of drawers,
from that day to this day I don't know how Tibby managed to get underneath the set of drawers.
He kept going sleeping underneath the set of drawers for about a fortnight again.
I made Tibby a lovely cat bed for him but he would rather sleep in different places around our house.
God Bless You My Tibby Love Mum.
When God created kitty cats,
He had
no recipe;
He knew He wanted something sweet,
As sweet as sweet could be.
He started out with sugar,
Adding just a trace of spice;
Then stirred
in drops of morning dew,
To keep them fresh and nice.
He thought cats should be soft to pet,
Thus he gave them coats of
fur;
So they could show they were content,
He taught them how to purr.
He made for them long tails to wave,
While strutting down the
walk;
Then trained them in meow-ology,
So they could do cat-talk.
He made them into acrobats,
And gave them grace and poise;
Their
wide-eyed curiosity,
He took from little boys.
He put whiskers on their faces,
Gave them tiny ears for caps;
Then
shaped their little bodies,
To snugly fit on laps.
He gave them eyes as big as saucers,
To look into man's soul;
Then set
a tolerance for mankind,
As their purpose and their goal.
Benevolent .... and ... Generous,
He made so many of them;
Then charged,
with fatherly concern,
The human race to love them.
When one jumped up upon His lap,
God gently stroked its head;
The cat
gave Him a kitty kiss,
"What wondrous love," God said.
God smiled at His accomplishment,
So pleased with His creation;
And
said, with pride, as He sat back,
"At last. . .I've reached purr-fection!"
LEND ME A KITTEN
I will lend to you for awhile a kitten, God said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he's dead.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, 'till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and, should his stay be brief
You'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught below I want this kitten to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true.
And from the folk that crowds life's land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my kitten home again?
I fancied that I heard them say 'Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done'
For all the joys this kitten brings the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love we've managed your wishes to achieve,
Then in memory of him whom we loved, please help us while we grieve.
When our cherished kitten departs this world of strife,
Please send yet another needing soul for us to love all his life.
WHEN GOD MADE CATS
When God made the world, He chose to put animals in it, and decided to give each whatever it wanted. All the animals formed a long line before His throne, and the cat quietly went to the end of the line. To the elephant and the bear He gave strength, to the rabbit and the deer, swiftness; to the owl, the ability to see at night, to the birds and the butterflies, great beauty; to the fox, cunning; to the monkey, intelligence; to the dog, loyalty; to the lion, courage; to the otter, playfulness. And all these were things the animals begged of God. At last he came to the end of the line, and there sat the little cat, waiting patiently. "What will YOU have?" God asked the cat.
The cat shrugged modestly. "Oh, whatever scraps you have left over. I don't mind."
"But I'm God. I have everything left over."
"Then I'll have a little of everything, please."
And God gave a great shout of laughter at the cleverness of this small animal, and gave the cat everything she asked for, adding grace and elegance and, only for her, a gentle purr that would always attract humans and assure her a warm and comfortable home.
But he took away her false modesty.
Thank You Dessa for this beautiful graphic for my Tibby.
Please visit her son Joseph's website here here
CATS
Cats sleep anywhere,
Any table, any chair,
Top of piano, window ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard with your frocks,
Anywhere ! They don't care !
Cats sleep anywhere
WHAT IS A CAT.
Gentle eyes that see so much,
Paws that have the quiet touch.
Purrs to signal "all is well "
And show more love than words can tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
A calming presence by our side.
A friendship that will last and grow,
Small wonder why we love them so.
A Pets Prayer
If it should be, that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then, you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle, can't be won.
Don't let your grief stay your hand,
For this day more than the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've had so many years,
What is to come can hold no fear.
You'd not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me to the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you'll see it is a kindness you do for me
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve it should be you who this thing decides to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years,
Don't let your heart hold tears.
MY LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT
I too, would make a Will if I could write
To some poor, wistful, lonely stray
I leave my happy home
My dish, my cosy bed, my cushioned chair, my toy.
The well loved lap, the gentle stroking hand, the loving voice
The place I made on someone's heart.
the love that at the last
Could help me to a peaceful, painless end, held in loving arms.
If I should die
Oh, do not say
"No more a cat I'll have to grieve me by it's loss"
Seek out a lonely, unloved cat and give my place to him.
This is my legacy.
The love I leave behind.
T'is all I have to give.
TIBBY
Dearest Tibby, you're missed so much.
Your mama misses your tender touch.
With Tiger stripes, of soft, smooth fur.
To hear the roar of your precious purr.
To see you play, was oh so grand!
To feel your kiss, wet nose on hand.
Tibby, you darling, you sweet little cat.
You're loved and remembered, never forget that!
Your mama, she speaks of you with unending love!
So send her a kitty kiss, from the heavens above!
A soft wet kiss from your kitty nose.
The warmth of your fur, wrapping around her toes!
She'll know it's you, sweet Tibby dear!
She'll feel your soul, she'll feel you near.
God bless you little fur baby, you're never far.
Zip past your mama, for you're a shining star!
With love,
Shirley M.
Many thanks to Shirley for this beautiful poem for Tibby and Me.Please visit her website here
They will not go quietly,
the cats who've shared our lives.
In suptle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them. . . and always will.
Poem For Cats
And God asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.
Are you coming then? asked God.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.
But don't they understand? asked God
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is....forever and ever and ever.
Eventually they will understand,
Replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am....forever and ever and ever.
TIBBY'S LOVE PRINTS.
There are paw-prints on the counter,
that are neatly etched in flour.
There are black prints on the towel,
and some wet ones in the shower.
There are smeared ones on the window pane,
where you stopped to look.
There are round ones where you sat a spell,
while walking 'cross the bed.
There are light ones on the lampshade,
where you caught the fly and fled.
There are snagged ones on the curtains,
where you wanted them to part.
But the deepest are the prints of love,
you have implanted in my heart.
TO MY MUM AND DAD WITH LOVE FROM TIBBY. (A Cat's Eulogy)
Don't be sad you had to end my pain,
and know that you will see me once again.
God's given me a place to wait for you,
and you know what? He says He loves me too!
There's lots of different critters all around,
in Heaven there's no evil to be found.
So all of us just seem to get along,
and Angels serenade us with their songs.
People here are kind they stroke my fur,
and they all seem to love it when I purr.
I'm no longer sick so I am glad,
please don't fill your days by being sad.
I haven't really gone that far away,
and I'm really looking forward to the day,
that we can be together up above,
in this land of peace and happiness and love.
ALL THINGS BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL
"Boy Cat’s Mum"
Dearest God
Be good to him, my precious boy,
For all the joy he gave me treat him well.
Let him run and play and climb Heaven’s highest tree;
Give him all the love and trust that he gave me.
Guide him gently, take him through
So he may know eternal life and peace with you.
The bond we share will never die;
Our souls as one will never part.
O hear my prayer, dear Lord
And know it’s true
That I may mend the anguish
of my breaking heart.
LITTLE TIBBY
Little Tibby, in a distant sky
Where mice are friends and bluebirds fly,
Where pain is forgotten and you can pass
With leaping grace over green, green grass;
Little Tibby, will you catch a star
And wonder, a moment, where you are?
Little Tibby in a distant land
Where nothing can harm you as you stand
And gaze at the clouds, so pure, so white;
And all is glad with a fresh delight,
Little Tibby in your newborn years,
Will you spare a thought for my falling tears?
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Thank You Dawn for this beautiful Topsite award for 2008 for Tibby.
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