O Simba !

In the faces of all soft paws
I try to see your happy face
among all tinkling sounds around
I try to find your tinkling lace
in my heart I do complain
why ever had you to venture out
in my heart I knew your pains
why ever had you to venture out
when you came to me to sleep
and I would rub your under chin
you would sleep like in mother's lap
and I would proudly feel akin
there is no one after you have gone
to lick my fingers in my sleep
no one comes to check on me
for a constant company happy to keep
I miss that when I clapped to call
and you would play with me for hours long
I miss your faces you would make
to woo me after something wrong
I miss you but I try to be happy for you
I remember how you skipped meals
and sit with me like a princess dull
I know you know how it feels
has not changed a dime of what is yours
your bowls and your supertoys
I treasure them and often I touch
to see you in your superjoys
I pray you are happy where you are
and you have all that you searched here
and I love you and forget you not
and I see you when I am there.