EDITH LOVED THAT LITTLE CAT

WHEN EDITH WAS A LITTLE GIRL

When Edith was a little girl

Of maybe three or four,

Her father found a kitten

On the walk right by his store.

Her fur was black, her eyes were green

And she was as soft as silk,

And he brought her home for dinner

And a dish of nice warm milk.

And Edith loved that little cat

For many, many years,

And when it finally went away

Her eyes were filled with tears.

When Edith was a teenage girl

And fine fashions were her dream,

She had a cat that matched her room

Of beige and brown and cream.

Just a furry little calico

That slept right on her bed,

With paws like her furniture

And a coat just like her spread.

And Edith loved that little cat

All through her teenage years,

And when it finally went away

Her eyes were full of tears.

When Edith was a married girl

And her children were her pleasure,

She had a cat with golden fur

Who was the family treasure.

And when the children grew and left,

And traveled far and wide,

Her furry golden pussy cat

Remained by her side.

And Edith loved that little cat

Who helped her calm her fears,

And when it finally went away

Her eyes were full of tears.

When Edith was an older girl

And her hair was turning gray,

She had a silver pussy cat

That was just a little stray.

It loved to sit by the fireside

Or in the nice warm sun,

And it curled up beside her

When the day was done.

And Edith loved that little cat

All through those silver years,

And when it finally went away

Her eyes were full of tears.

Now Edith is a Grandma

And her hair is streaked with snow,

And she has a pure white pussy cat

As everyone must know.

And her days are spent just petting her

And dreaming of before,

And all the kittens she had had

Since she was three or four.

And Edith loved those little cats

And their friendship through the years

And the many smiles they brought her

Far outnumbered tears.

Author Unknown ....