I came across this wonderful poem that could have been written by John and I about our dear, sweet cat, Lacy. We were lucky enough to come up on this little sweetie 17 years ago at a local State Park where someone had dropped her off. She wasn't a kitten so she is probably right at 19 years old! We have been so blessed since the day she came into our life!
This Old Cat
I'm getting on in years,
My coat is turning gray.
My eyes have lost their luster,
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.
I remember our first visit,I was coming to you free,Hoping you would take me inAnd keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,Two years I'd roamed the street.There were scars upon my face,I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointmentAs I left my prison cage.Oh, I hoped you would accept meAnd look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,I accepted without shame.Then you grew to love me,And I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,You have wet my fur with tears.We've come to know each otherThroughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morningBefore you drive away,And know I'll think about youThroughout your busy day.
The time we've left togetherIs a treasured time at that.My heart is yours forever.I Promise - This old cat.
for Misty- Dawn 1998
I came across this wonderful poem that could have been written by John and I about our dear, sweet cat, Lacy. We were lucky enough to come up on this little sweetie 17 years ago at a local State Park where someone had dropped her off. She wasn't a kitten so she is probably right at 19 years old! We have been so blessed since the day she came into our life!
This Old Cat
This Old Cat
I'm getting on in years,
My coat is turning gray.
My eyes have lost their luster,
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.
I remember our first visit,I was coming to you free,Hoping you would take me inAnd keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,Two years I'd roamed the street.There were scars upon my face,I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointmentAs I left my prison cage.Oh, I hoped you would accept meAnd look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,I accepted without shame.Then you grew to love me,And I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,You have wet my fur with tears.We've come to know each otherThroughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morningBefore you drive away,And know I'll think about youThroughout your busy day.
The time we've left togetherIs a treasured time at that.My heart is yours forever.I Promise - This old cat.
for Misty- Dawn 1998
I'm getting on in years,
I'm getting on in years,
My coat is turning gray.
My coat is turning gray.
My eyes have lost their luster,
My eyes have lost their luster,
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.
My hearing's just okay.
I spend my day dreaming
Of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window
Waiting for its warm repast.
I remember our first visit,I was coming to you free,Hoping you would take me inAnd keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,Two years I'd roamed the street.There were scars upon my face,I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointmentAs I left my prison cage.Oh, I hoped you would accept meAnd look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,I accepted without shame.Then you grew to love me,And I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,You have wet my fur with tears.We've come to know each otherThroughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morningBefore you drive away,And know I'll think about youThroughout your busy day.
The time we've left togetherIs a treasured time at that.My heart is yours forever.I Promise - This old cat.
for Misty- Dawn 1998
I remember our first visit,
I was coming to you free,
Hoping you would take me in
And keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome,
Two years I'd roamed the street.
There were scars upon my face,
I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointment
As I left my prison cage.
Oh, I hoped you would accept me
And look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity,
I accepted without shame.
Then you grew to love me,
And I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,
You have wet my fur with tears.
We've come to know each other
Throughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morning
Before you drive away,
And know I'll think about you
Throughout your busy day.
The time we've left together
Is a treasured time at that.
My heart is yours forever.
I Promise - This old cat.
for Misty- Dawn 1998
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