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Re: Foxy
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.
I am really sorry to hear about Foxy, he was a very beautiful baby. If you are lucky enough to have one of those special cats in your life time then they do take a huge piece of your heart with them when they go. I do believe though that those special souls do find their way back. Maybe not looking exactly the same but you know its them right away. Fate will make sure you are reunited.
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