Lord, comfort my family’s grieving hearts, I pray.
This loss cuts at my heart like a knife,
He’d been around over half my life.
He was both my family and my friend,
And now I write this in memoriam at his life’s end:
We rescued him camping at “Country View,”
If we hadn’t, his chances of living would’ve been few.
For carrying on conversations, kitty had a knack,
He would always meow a comment back.
Animals can reflect God, this, Country taught me,
With an unconditional love always given for free.
I’ll cherish our memories forever, Country my buddy,
Especially our last picture after my exam study.
He was a one of a kind kitty, of that I’m sure,
And out of respect, that pain we couldn’t let him endure.
From the start nothing could separate him and I,
Not even today when it was his time to die.
As the solution was slowly injected,
The last words he’d hear I quickly selected,
“Goodbye Country,” simple, yet perfected.
I held him in my arms as he took his last breath,
We were inseparable, even in death.