A precious gift, from God above,
you filled our lives with so much love.
You possessed a heart so rare,
a tender soul for us to share.
I cry for you my special friend,
my littlest love, until the end.
Lovely Lady sweet and true
Lovely Lady I cry for you.
Yours was not a human soul
To be like you, should be our goal.
With sweetness, love and dignity,
beauty, strength and empathy,
grace and charm and such finesse,
these in abundance you possessed.
All this Lady you shared with us,
I don't know what we'll do.
All this Lady you shared with us,
Lady this song's for you.
My Cat My love my special friend.
In Loving Memory of Lady
Copyright © Bea Smith-Simmons
February 19, 2005