S* Jazzin´, Breeder of British Shorthair

God looked around His garden and found an open space,
He then looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest,
Gods garden must be beautiful He only takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain.
He knew you might never get well upon this earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered "Peace be thine"
It broke Mom's heart to lose you but you never went alone
for part of her went with you the day God called you home.

Author unknown