For Baby

ROOM IN YOUR HEART
"Sorrow fills a barren space;you close your eyes and see my faceand think of times I made you laugh,the love we shared, the bond we had, the special way I needed you - the friendship shared by just we two.
The day's too quiet, the world seems older,the wind blows now a little colder.You gaze into the empty airand look for me, but I'm not there - I'm in heaven and I watch you,and I see the world around you too.
I see little souls wearing fur,souls who bark and souls who purrborn unwanted and unloved - I see all this and more above - I watch them suffer, I see them cry,I see them lost, I watch them die.I see unwanted thousands born - and when they die, nobody mourns.
These little souls wearing fur (Some who bark and some who purr) are castaways who - unlike me - will never know love or security. A few short months they starve and roam, Or caged in shelters - nobody takes home.They're special too (furballs of pleasure),filled with love and each one, a treasure.
My pain and suffering came to an end, so don't cry for me, my person, my friend.But think of the living -those souls with fur (some who bark and some who purr) - And though our bond can't be broken apart, make room for another in your home and your heart. "
--- Caro Schubert-James