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Marguerite L. P. Backman
TO MY LITTLE GREY KITTEN
My little grey kitten, you're so soft and cunning.
When I open my door, you always come running.
You don't ask for much, just a stroke or two
A warm saucer of milk, is enough for you
But soon you'll grow up, and be on your way
Seeking adventure, and so one day
I'll open my door, but something seems wrong
I	call for my kitty, but lo! She is gone
I'm never surprised, and the reason is that,
I've learned through the years the ways of a cat.
October 19, 1958
(To my little grey kitten "Miss Blue")
THE LITTLE OLD LADY IN LAVENDER AND LACE
She must have been a beauty,
She still has charm and grace
This quaint old-fashioned lady in lavender and lace.
She's just like Dresden China, so fragile and so fine,
She must have been a heart-break, once upon a time.
She makes a pretty picture, as she rocks to and fro, Dreaming dreams of by gone days, in the after glow,
She must have been a beauty, she still has charm and grace,
This quaint old-fashioned lady in lavender and lace.