If I should go tomorrow it would never be goodbye
For I have left my heart with you so don't you ever cry
The loves that's deep within me shall reach you from the stars
You'll feel it from the Heavens and it will heal the scars

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die

Mary Elizabeth Frye

When God Created Kitty Cats

When God created kitty cats,
he had no recipe
He knew he wanted something sweet
as sweet as sweet could be

He started out with sugar
adding just a trace of spice
Then stirred in drops of morning dew
to keep them fresh and nice

He thought cats should be soft to pet
thus he gave them coats of fur
So they could show they were content
he taught them how to purr

He made for them long tails to wave
while strutting down the walk
 Then trained them in meow-logy
so they could do cat-talk

He made them into acrobats
and gave them grace and poise
Their wide-eyed curiosity
he took from little boys

He put whiskers on their faces
gave them tiny ears for caps
Then shaped their little bodies
to snugly fit on laps

He gave them eyes as big as saucers
to look into man's soul
Then set a tolerance for mankind
as their purpose and their goal

When one jumped up upon his lap
God gently stroked its head
The cat gave him a kitty kiss
"What wondrous love," God said

God smiled at his accomplishment
so pleased with his creation
And said, with pride, as he sat back
"At last, I've reached purr-fection!"

Author: Unknown