First loves


The sound of sobbing greeted my ears.

In the dark,

I thought I was dreaming

But there they were,

Crying as if their heart would break

Their most beloved had left them

Alone,

To sleep without the warmth and softness

Of companionship

Even as I held them

Rubbing their back while soothing

The tears

My heart warmed

At the tender creature

I was privileged to have born

And just when I thought

My efforts in vain

They smiled and agreed

It was very late

Tomorrow will be better

And a cat will never stay.

I tucked them back in

Holding them tight again

Smiling,

I turned off the light and blew a kiss

To my little cat whisperer,

My tiny double,

Who reminds me so much of myself