QUALITY, NOT QUANTITY

A fresh spring breeze has blown our way,
That we enjoyed for such a short time.
Because of its brief duration with us,
Our feelings are hard to define.
 
It’s quality, not quantity that counts,
I think it’s a better way to measure things by.
Like the fragrance of a beautiful flower in bloom,
So quickly it flourishes and then dies
 
But because of the time which that flower lived,
Indelible memories remain in our mind.
Color and fragrance pleasant to our senses,
What more satisfying beauty can we find?
 
Our spring breeze which I speak of now,
Was a tiny, furry kitten we all loved,
Her time on this earth was less than three months,
When the Lord chose her to live on up above
 
She’ll stay in our memories, like that flower in bloom,
Quality, not quantity, that how it must be.
She lived her short life to the fullest with us,
We loved her, our tiny Edie

                                      jac 6-24-83

Edie died tonight

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