She left us softly, just like that,
Without a mew, without much fuss,
She was discreet, a friendly cat
Who lived her simple life with us,
And never gave a tit for tat.
She let me feed her, stroke her tail,
Or sometimes if I quietly sat
She’d find my lap and purr a while
As if to say “Let’s have a chat.”
Aloof, reserved, sweetly serene,
She never caught a mouse or rat –
She was herself, a green-eyed queen,
A perfect furry aristocrat.