Sunday, October 01, 2006
A Poem To Share
Benedict Bishop Benjamin Binns
- Here, the tale of his life begins -
Clad in a velvet coat as black
As the gathered soot at the fireplace back
Owned two humans he found one day
When, frightened and cold, a trembling stray
Over the shed he found his way
Into a home where he came to stay.
First they gave him a saintly name
After a bishop of mighty fame.
Such a sedate, superior cat
Merits a given name like that!
“Benedict Bishop” his grave look wins;
But, when they knew him so full of sins
Scrapper, and haunter of old dustbins
He came down with a run to “Benjamin Binns”.
Everyone said, “What a handsome cat!”
Benjamin Binns was used to that;
Often a-neighbouring he would go
Everyone loved and admired him so!
But he loved the best his Missus, and Ganna
For them he reserved his most loving manner;
And, late in life, he took under his banner
A wee little kit as yellow as manna.
For sixteen years he ruled the place
Huge and beautiful, full of grace,
And beloved by folk upon every side
Till, old and tired, our Benjamin died.
Benjamin Binns now sleeps at ease
Under the pink flowered chestnut trees
But I think in the Happy Hunting Ground
His spirit awaits the joyous sound
Of a yellow kitty's eager bound
To join his Ben in the heavenly round.
E.B.D.
P.S. Please go and visit Gemini and her family. They have had some bad news and need your kind thoughts.
I made a post on Pet Prayer and Praise for little Georgia.
Also, Tilly of the Tower Hill Mob is very, very sick today. Mom Kate says she will go to the vet tomorrow and may have to be helped to the Bridge.
Lots to prayer for.
and thanks for the paws-up about gemini's sweet georgia. we are purring and purrraying!
meows from the meowers--
nels, ed, nitro, & xing
Casper
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