NEADY Cat Clark
Clark was a permanent resident in the shelter.
Funny little man, with only one eye
And too many toes
You didn’t always see so well
But you never let it stop you
Everything was in your interest
Coats, handbags, boxes, mail
You loved everyone unconditionally
You were quite an artist
Your tummy was usually up for a rub
And you purred for the slightest things
A pat on the head, a stroke on the cheek,
You had kisses for us all
Your life here was too short
But we made it good for you
You will be missed
Watch over us, little cat angel
You now are well again
And waiting at the rainbow bridge
SJ Wolfe
