“THAT CAT RITCHEY IS RETURNING, WITHOUT FAIL!” a poem Aug. 14, 2019 (Wednesday Morning)
Ritchey was The Nicest Cat; he played with mice and ME!
He liked to go – in-The-Easy-Chair – and-sit on Vance’s knee!
He liked for us to pet and stroke (him); it set our minds at ease’
And, if you wanted Ritchey’s blessing, you simply went: “Oh, Please, (pause)
Please, Great Richey, Honor-us, by filling our hearts with glee,
And Ritchey, he would meditate!
Then pray, and we would see:
Such miracles occur to us! (and) much-better we would be,
Because of “The-Ritchey-Intercession,”
“For-Mice-&-Men!” Si! Si!
Well, Ritchey could not stay real long, for in-Heaven “they” were waiting,
Praying there, for Ritchey’s-Returning &-a-while-ago,
And Ritchey bid-us all good-bye, with-a waggy-twist of-his-tail;
“I shall be back! Real soon, you’all! I’ll be back, yes,
Postscript: So, that’s the story of our Ritchey; he surely blessed our lives!
And we can hardly wait for-when Again