If tears could build a stairway
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to Heaven
and bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say goodbye,
You were gone before I knew it
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Author Unknown
The Name
The naming of cats is a difficult matter. It isn't just one of your holiday games. You may think at first I'm mad as a hatter. When I tell you a cat must have three different names...
T.S. Eliot