The way to Cat Heaven is a field of sweet grass,

where crickets and butterflies play.

A cat may be late getting to Heaven...

there is so much fun on the way!

But an angel will wait at the yellow front door,

wait till a kitty comes home.

And when she arrives, he'll give her a kiss and

some milk in a bowl of her own.

There are trees in Cat Heaven, trees made just for cats,

trees growing so green and so high.

But, no one gets stuck in a tree anymore--

if a cat wants down she will fly!

And, oh all the toys, kitty toys everywhere,

thousands and thousands go by.

There are buttons and baubles and small catnip afloat in the sky!

There are angels, of course, with soft angel laps,

where kitties can purr loud and strong.

The angels will rub kitties noses and ears,

and sing them a Cat Heaven song.

And when cats are hungry, there is God's kitchen counter

all covered with white kitty dishes,

full of tuna and salmon and mounds of sardines

and wonderful little pink fishes.

The cats in Cat Heaven are so loved and spoiled

God lets them all lie on his bed...

He walks in his garden with a good black book

and a kitty asleep on his head.

Then when a cat needs to, she may simply ponder

and watch the blue world deep and wide...

she will watch the old house where she once lived and wandered,

and the people who loved her inside.

All cats love Heaven, they know the way there,

they know where the angel cats fly.

They will turn past the stars and the moon and the sun....

to curl up with God in the sky.

The author of this poem is unknown, but I am extremely grateful to my friend, Heather - who sent this to me. It arrived in my email inbox just after we had buried our cat, Tatti in the back garden. It was a great source of comfort. Thanks Heather!

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