Felisha Cat
You walk through my thoughts
With the same sure-footed command
You walked through the house.
Your pitter-patter of feet
Pounds like a drum in my head.
No bowl in your special corner
You thrive on the meat of my mind.
No wrinkles on my bed
Where your purring body slept
Just my heart, crumpled
By the weight of your absence.
Gold-green eyes
That flashed warmth like a smile
Now bring hot tears
To my eyes in remembrance.
My lap is empty and cold
It cannot hold memories
Full and warm,
Alive with your image
And the comfort you were.
You walk through my thoughts-
Pray the pain of your footprints will pass.
September 29, 2014
~1st Place~
Contest: A Brian Strand July 2
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 07/02/2021
~1st Place~
Contest: I Love My Pets
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Judged: 01/25/2016
~1st Place~
Contest: Animal Poem
Sponsor: Regina Riddle
Judged: 09/30/2014
First Published in Cat Fancy, October 1984
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2014
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