Four Feet in Heaven

Your favorite chair is vacant now…


No eager purrs to greet me.

No softly padded paws to run 


Ecstatically to meet me,

No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry


Will say it’s time for feeding.

I’ve put away your bowl, and all


The things you won’t be needing;

But I will miss you little friend,

For I could never measure


The happiness you brought me,

The comfort and the pleasure.

And since God put you here to share


In earthly joy and sorrow;

I’m sure there’ll be a place for you


In Heaven’s bright tomorrow…

by Alice E. Chase