A kitten purrs it's quiet song, softly rumbles ever on and yet outside the window sills are birds and rats and daffodils, yet this kittens quite contented still, I guess that's why we invested so much time and affection, to get this happy kittys atention, now she sleeps most day and night atop my lap without fear or fright, I give the love I have to spare in fleeting play and tousslin fur, now the kittys purr is gone but I must carry on without my friend of loyal years facing all my lonely fears of life without my friend, till I reach untimely end...