Cat

A warm little creature crawls upon my lap Looking up through the sobs She does understand, this little creature More than anyone possibly can Finding comfort in the warmth of my distress, She curls up, her ears perked, her face slightly buried A fast beating heart…pumping the blood I no longer wish for Her comfort offers infinite suns of solace Her eyes define empathy, peace and goodness She is a cat A small baby, seeking warmth Who gives all of herself to be close to me To be near…no matter how far the shackles of despair repel me She is a cat So simple, and yet everything in this moment The aggressive cuteness, the brutal comfort The claw that tears the very grime And the curiosity that simply erases time She is my cat And all my own When even time herself offers darkness