Georgie
well
my dear ones,
Our
cat, Georgie, lives on the front porch;
he
has a little house to sleep in,
and
every morning he is sitting there,
right
at my feet crying for his food.
And
every time I open the front door,
or
the garage door,
he
is right there crying for treats.
Every
morning, he follows me to my car 
hoping
to scam a few extra treats 
before
I pull away.
Sadly,
tonight, someone ran him over.
I
was just playing with him 
and
giving him his favorite treats 
a
couple of hours ago,
and
now he’s gone.
This
was our little fuzz, Georgie:
To
the person who killed him,
the
one who ran him down 
and
didn’t even stop 
while
he lay dying in the road, 
I
just want to say,
“We
forgive you.”
And
to Georgie, I say,
“We
love you,
 and we pray to God 
 for a place for you 
 in deep heaven 
 so we can love on you some more.
 In the meantime,
 you will be missed, little fuzz.”
Thank
all y’all for listening,
and
have a great week. 
grace, peace, and love to you,
dave




