GRAYS'IN HEAVEN
a gray tale by David Harrison Levi 2005



once upon a time there was a cat named gray. she loved to roll around frolic and play. Till oneday she became old and had to be told that heaven was only moments away. She will truly be missed but she made Gods list and had to be on her way.


The way to cat heaven is a field of sweet grass
where crickets and butterflies play.

Gray may be late in getting to Heaven . . .
there's so much fun on the way!
But an angel will wait
at the yellow front door,
wait til our kitty
comes home.

And when Gray arrives,
he'll give her a kiss
and some milk
in a bowl all her own.

There are trees
in cat heaven,
trees made just for cats,
trees growing
so green and so high.

But no one gets stuck in a tree
anymore --
if Gray wants down,
she will fly!

And oh the toys,
kitty toys everywhere,
thousands and thousands
go by.

There are buttons and baubles
and small cotton mice --
there is catnip afloat
in the sky!

There are angels,
of course,
with soft angel laps
where Gray can purr
loud and strong.


The angels will rub
kitties' nose and ears
and sing her
a heavenly song.

And when Grays hungry,
there's God's kitchen counter
all covered with
white kitty dishes,
full of tuna and salmon
and mounds of sardines,
and wonderful little pink fishes.

The cats in heaven
are so loved and spoiled
God lets them all
lie on his bed . . .
He walks in his garden
with a good black book
and a kitty named Gray
asleep on his head.

Then when Gray needs,
she may just simply ponder
and watch the blue world deep and wide . . .

Gray will watch the old house
where she once lived and wandered,
and think thoughts of sweet Angela, her mommy who loved her inside.

All cats love heaven,
they know the way there,
they know where
the angel cats fly.

Gray will run past the stars
and the moon and the sun . . .
. . . to curl up with God in the sky.


a gray tale by David Harrison Levi 2005 ... in loving memory
dedicated to my sweet Angela