SIR ROBERT CAT

He ruled a field of grass and weeds,
This feline king of noble deeds
Twas in the spring of '94
When he first came to our back door

Sir Robert Cat, brave, true and wise
Would humbly sit for some small prize
His Queen, Grey Shadow sought to hide
Until the food was brought outside

And then the King would kindly wait
While Shadow sat near him and ate
And when his Queen rose from her meal
Sir Robert bowed to clean the plate

Then Rob in royal fashion rose
And stretched and yawned
And spread his toes
Then with a rub of thanks he'd purr
And as Shadow left he'd follow her

And then the King and Queen would lie
In their grass palace beneath the sky
Until there came one fateful day
When God took good King Rob away
Unto a place where good cats go
With fields more green than here below

And on some far celestial shore
Sir Robert sat outside a door
And as it opened slow and wide
Sir Robert quietly stepped inside
And there he'll pounce and play again
In some enchanted forest glen

While Shadow back on earth does wait
Under the stars for her lost mate
Until some future day when she
Will leave this earth to be with he
And then the King and Queen will be
Together for eternity 
                                        
                                          James Foard