and when you wake upon the morrow, find that all the world has lost its sorrow take to the day with a spring in every step and let the long-awaited joys you’ve kept inside your heart come streaming out till with sheer wonder you must shout
and may you grow and love and be in every abstract aspect free and in the earth plant seeds of hope that will help you in the future to cope with all the anger, pain and fear that will afflict you in the coming years
this i want for you, o breaded cat friend; let the platonic love we share know no end.