May 14th 2012 7:25 am
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There's an ancient belief
That we never die-we soar through the air
and the blue of the sky
We take a rest just over Rainbow
Where friends gone before
Are waiting you know,
And then when we've rested, and done catly things
We come back to our people, once more angels without wings
And there just aren't goodbyes
We just shed our form
The one we put on the day we were born
But we're more than fur, oh way more than that
It's no small thing being a magickal cat
Simba in Cornwall, born in a magickal place
A cat of small stature but gosh what a face
He was born magick with all the right spells
What now are they? Well Simba won't tell
Yet he is a Spirit Guide, and their job you know
Is to trot back and forth across the Rainbow
To bring wisdom to people, and courage to cats
To lead us in magick, well how special is that?
And there are no goodbyes-I saw him this week
He purred and he 'rrrrted?' and played hide and seek
My little friend, from across the pond
Got his wings to visit, and I'm very fond
Of my pal Simba, who's not far away
He stopped in to comfort and then stopped to play
So now friend Simba, what color will you be?
When you come back to your mum and dad-will you tell me?
You say your mom knows, she's been in touch with you too!
Ah, you know Simba, you know she knows you!
There are those miracles you'll be called to perform
Cause that was just always the reason your were born
And I know that sooon, Simba's dad will soon see
Another kitty in need...
Will he look like old me?
Or perhaps our friend Blizzard? Or Kringle or who?
Well, Simba like's kidding, so maybe it'll be two...
So there are no goodbyes, I drift into a snooze
There's no sense of sadness, we didn't lose...
for there were pawprints this morning on the window glass
We know you're there Simba, we just saw you pass
And I give a little smile, as I close my eyes
Yep, always Simba, just one of the guys.
Dedicated to the most courageous Simba, Lion Cat of Cornwall. Hail and Remanifest my friend and Brother.
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Very sweet and touching, Ruffy. He was a great friend.
your bud Blizz...
purred from the vets