Up the road he came, did we want a kitten?
And right from that moment, with her we were smitten.
Right at that time, we’d begged we would get
This one who’d become our family pet.
This is the story of Flossie the cat,
Who when tired of attention, your hand, she’d bat.
One kitten abandoned, snuggled up in a jacket,
Talking and mewing and making a racket.
Fed her by bottle from when she was small,
Sometimes she could drive you up the wall.
On up the curtains she would run,
Living with Flossie was always such fun!
Would climb along arms for a bit of fruit cake,
Claws up your back and your shoulders she’d rake.
But the love from her was second to none,
Don’t put on your tights, for ladders would run.
Think of the odd things she used to eat
Would sing you a song for a piece of “pink meat”
Would hold out for hours for a fish or a prawn
You’d hear her out singing, often till dawn.
Numerous boyfriends Flossie had loved
All came to call and around her they rubbed.
One in a million for us we were sure,
Cuddles, much loving and purring galore.
Her paws up around your neck for a kiss,
Would be one of the most things we would miss.
The mischief of stealing your favourite seat.
When visitors came, was no hasty retreat.
Would help with you with most things, curry and rice,
And for a small treat be especially nice.
Would stay by the window waiting to meet,
For a homecoming she’d always greet.
Shower us with warmth and with love,
Pouncing down from somewhere above.
Would play for hours with any box,
Take off your shoes and it would be with your socks.
Of all of the love she was able to give,
Till you’ve had a Flossie, don’t know how to live.
Would sit on your jumper and make it her nest.
That was the blanket that she loved the best.
Wouldn’t go to the vets in an animal casket,
The pamplemousse box was her favourite basket.
Sitting neat and tidy on a high ledge,
Or bouncing out from under the hedge.
In our house she ruled the roost,
When we were sad, her smile would boost.
Can tell you a thing, or this and that
But that was the story of Flossie the cat.
I wonder when the notes we’ll send,
Or when we get to see our friends.
When the time is right and we are able
To gather them around the table.
To celebrate with us in the here and now.
A dearest wish, no it’s a vow!
So open your diaries, save the date
It’s time for me to marry my mate.
You see there are some plans in place.
A smile planted firmly on my face.
An occasion that’s usually lent,
To conversation and merriment!
You wanted to marry by your 60 years,
That day will come with Happy tears.
We’ve waited so long for this time,
To show in front of the world, you’re mine.
So open your diaries, save the date
It’s time for us to accept our fate.
We had booked the church and hired the hall,
But Nature was harsh and so very cruel.
So the date was put off, just postponed,
And to our surprise, nobody moaned.
The dresses packed up safe and secure,
Shoes in the box, an exciting lure.
Our lives are filled with much emotion
A light never dulled with such devotion
So here you have stayed and we have lasted,
Through sickness and health we haven’t parted.
We just put it off till the time was right
It will be soon, Our Day, Our Night.
In my head just think of the party we’ll plan,
In a beautiful place, along with my man.
A place to sit with our friends who will dine,
At the end of a day that’s filled with sunshine.
A day that’s long we’ll enjoy to the end,
a meal so grand the occasion to lend.
We are all seated down by the river,
I’m there in the moment, it sends a shiver.
With music and dancing and happiness too,
Conversation and laughter between the few.
This is my wish and I must believe,
That it’s one for us, that we will achieve.
In the beauty of the night,
Imagining the stars align.
I must admit It does feel right,
Here you stay my guardian.
I guess some things are meant to be,
Me with you and you with me.
Who would have figured years ago,
That away from me you’d go.
I’d pushed you to such a degree,
In a terrible state I couldn’t see.
But thankful of the day you returned,
So sad to lose, my heart it yearned.
But you arrived, when you came back
Here to love and not attack.
You were reserved we took it slow,
was so much you had yet to know.
Removed me from hurt and distress,
A loving place to repair the mess.
Wrapped me up in arms so strong,
Wondered why it took so long.
Sat there with me when I was unwell,
We have at times been through hell.
Picked up the pieces of me to mend,
Side by side with me my friend.
Many years have now since passed,
But our love is built to last.
Although I think of her almost every day,
The clocks don’t stop because she’s away.
Always had a shoulder to lend,
A beautiful garden she would tend.
She’d sometimes remember, Life was Grand,
As I’d sit and hold her hand.
Speaking of places and things done,
Back with a smile, she would come.
Quick witted with a smile,
She’d keep you laughing for a while.
Bright flowers clothing and scent abound,
You always knew when she was around.
A “little drinkie for you and for me”
Things in a new light then we’d see.
A glass of wine and a toast,
“To the lady with the most”
A sparkling person, with such flair,
You wouldn’t upset, just wouldn’t dare!
Well travelled and highly educated,
Friends from the start, we were fated.
Languages spoken from afar,
Our fun days out in her little car.
Enjoyed good food to compliment,
Turned a few heads, wherever she went.
A bright light, where it once shone,
Now up above in heaven you’ve gone.
For I am sure it’s where the good people go,
You’re one of them I used to know.
One year today since she passed,
But in my memory she’ll last.
My mother in Law, Heaven bound,
So sorry to say, she’s no longer around.
If you’re thinking of us, please do send
Some sign to show you’re there my friend.
Loved and lost won’t ever forget,
In our hearts no time for regret.
Time went on and she hoped for reprieve,
Now was the time she had to believe.
She gathered momentum, all set to go
The strength that took he’d never know.
He thought she’d get right on track,
That she would come crawling back.
But things had changed for her and you,
Life’s too short, the years too few
To sacrifice ones happiness,
staying together under duress.
Don’t think to hurt or shame was meant,
Just a chance to live, without lament.
Some respite from the drudge of life,
Meant to be much more than a wife.
She craved to be cherished like no other,
Much more to her, than just our Mother.
Set apart from the rest, she has such talent,
She should use the gifts that she’s been sent.
She’d raised the family, the time was right,
Had grown tired of the fuss and fight.
She packed her bags, set off, departed,
Now for her, her life’s just started.
Could not hope that you’d understand,
A different life for her was planned.
The freedom for her to do as she pleased,
The burden of her thoughts had eased.
He never thought that they would part,
And would take with her, his heart.
She caught him somewhat by surprise,
Grew fed up living with the lies.
And on it, suddenly the light shone.
When he could see the love had gone.
Sometimes resentment would start when,
He’d think of her fondly now and then.
Although he felt she’d broken his trust,
Time marches on and forgive her he must.
Didn’t figure on such loneliness,
The effect on him of such distress.
Feeling as though a downward spiral,
Going through periods of denial.
But as years go by, I think it’s shown
That he can enjoy a life of his own.
Had never thought with emotions he’d toy,
But a new way of life he’d come to enjoy.
A place where he can enjoy the limelight,
Return to peace and quiet at night.
One where he has freedom to roam,
Do as he pleases, no one at home.