Matilda Mae Majernik
also known as Maty, Ma, Tilds, Orangy, Baby Tilds, Orangalide, Catola, and Maty Mae
May 1996-January 2010
"They will not go quietly, the cats who've shared our lives.
In subtle 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.
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 by Linda Barnes
also known as Maty, Ma, Tilds, Orangy, Baby Tilds, Orangalide, Catola, and Maty Mae
May 1996-January 2010
"They will not go quietly, the cats who've shared our lives.In subtle 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.
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 by Linda Barnes
2 comments:
Awwww, Tilds. Gonna miss you!
We'll be thinking of you guys ...
Oh Sue,
So sorry to hear about your kitty passing. Am thinking of you.
Post a Comment