Poetry is the food of the soul

Dear mouse,

Body needs nourishment so is the soul.

Allow this Ca t to feed its soul by publishing some poems that should be in my menu for these trying times.

Nobody Walks Alone

Oft' times when the highway of life seems rough and all of your dreams have flown, Just remember, wherever your road may go, Nobody walks alone.

When everyone has let you down and under your sins you groan, Just keep reminding your burdened heart, Nobody walks alone.

Then suddenly you'll feel His hand in yours, And His eyes lifting up your own, And you'll hear His gentle, forgiving voice: Nobody walks alone.

by Nick Kenny

Only to Ask

All alone, I plodded upward, not asking aid from anyone, I alone, would be the victor, 'till the battle that would be won.

Oh the roads were rough and rocky and the hills were tough to climb, All alone-towards the summit, just a little at a time.

But I failed to climb my mountain, Oh, so close, I had to stop, And I hung my head in sadness, for I hadn't reached the top. And I wondered why the Master had not aided in my task, And I heard a soft voice answer, You had only but to ask.

Bill Carr

The Ca t