Jonathan
A memorial page for Jonathan.
Beloved cat of Grace Tolson.
He went to
Rainbow Bridge 5 days before
my Calypso. Grace wrote these
wonderful poems for Jonathan.
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Beloved Jonathan
When you came into my life,
Took it over and made me,
Your own, I knew God had,
Given me something wonderful,
A love so deep and meaningful,
It warmed me with its fire,
Like the warmth from your body.
Your Blue-Smoke fur, the two
Shades of Blue that covered,
Your Persian body, Your face,
So sweet and gentle and kind,
The love you felt shinning from
Your expressive green eyes and
Your soft little voice.
My Beloved now that voice is still,
The light from your eyes no longer
Shines and I can no longer hold
You in these arms of mine. My
Heart is with you yet, though it
Causes me great pain and will
Till we meet again.
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The Cat On My Pillow
The cat on my pillow purrs softly, as he drifts on a sleepy cloud,
he shouldn't be there, but he doesn't care, he's sure he'll be allowed.
He likes it there, it's comfortable, he knows that's the important
thing.
His soft gray fur glows from the sunlight shining in and there's
a halo
round his head. My little baby Jonathan, sleeping on my bed.
As he falls asleep his thoughts take flight.
He dreams he's padding softly along side a little stream, and
he takes the time to stop and watch, the fishes as they swim. He
crosses to the other side by a bridge of stepping stones, then wanders
into the woods, to hear the birdies sing. He comes upon a waterfall
and stops to watch it glisten, then turns to see the butterflies and
the colors on their wings.
He stretches paws in front of him and rolls onto his back as he
wakes up from his nap. He lifts his head to listen, yes Mommy's
moving about, he thinks he'll go and see her, he's hungry now you
see. He jumps down from my pillow pads softly out to me and
quietly says meow, I'm hungry, Mother dinner if you please.
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These poems were written for my Beloved Jonathan, a blue-Smoke Persian.
He went to Rainbow bridge Dec 15, 1998. He was 17yrs old. Jonathan was
never naughty and he was allowed to do anything. His being on the
pillow would give me hay fever but I would put up with that for him.
All
my cats are special and all much loved but Jonathan and Kim were
extra special. Even now if I close my eyes and reach out I can feel
their fur. They will always be close to me until I join them at the
Rainbow Bridge, then we will be together for evermore.