I loved this poem the first time I read it. I never realized that it would mean so much to me.
Four Feet In Heaven
by Alice B. Chase
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 to 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!