I woke up this morning to find that my friend Robbie from Intown Hardware in Atlanta had posted a photo on my timeline of a memorial they had made for Pilot the cat, who lived at the store for all her life. I worked at Intown for about 6 months, several years ago, and even when I wasn’t working there, we frequented that store when I lived in Atlanta.
Pilot died a few days ago at the ripe age of 16. I posted a blog about it on my own page yesterday with a different pic of Pilot, and a poem that I wrote in her memory. Robbie said that they have included my poem in the memorial for her at the store. So, I photoshopped it just a bit and thought I’d share the poem with you here on 20 Lines. I believe the photo meets the criteria to post it here, since it was shared with me because of the poem, and this is a photoshopped version that I did of it. If not, let me know, Melissa.
Pilot was a dear old cat
For many years, she was so fat
It seemed to be her claim to fame
But Pilot was much more than that.
For customers and all the staff
She made us smile, and made us laugh
Found with her foot stuck in the door
Became the queen of that whole store
In later years, she lost some weight
Which left her in a better state
But Pilot, dear was growing old
And kitty heaven could not wait
Today, she drew her final breath
And many mourn dear Pilot’s death
And though she now to rest is lain
Her dear, sweet, mem’ry will remain