For 17 year's we had a cat,
Suki was her name,
she was white and black,
with small pink ear's,
she came when you called her name,
she loved to be with us,
couldn't bear to be apart,
her love and devotion,
just stole our heart,
we turned around one day,
and found she was old,
we knew it was time,
we didn't need to be told,
she is in our garden,
under the birch tree,
we'll never forget you,
our beloved Suki.

alan j duffield lock

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