The Tiger Rock and Leopard Black

From the wood where coyotes play Blackie cat came on a summer’s day. Called seemingly, to fill the place where Rocky the cat lay dreaming. A proud old tom who’d seen his end Rocky had held it long at bay. A Guardian was he of Mom you see, but when he passed she’d stay. And he’d not leave till he knew she would not be alone… He’d found ole Blackie for her to give them both a happy home. Blackie and he had many a day of lolling in the grass and sun. But Rocky’s porch he would not share that was for Mom and he the only one. She feed them both, each to his own and cared for both in kind. Rocky’s plan, he was the man… was to not leave her alone inside. So, Rocky's sweet self sacrifice of staying much too long was blessed with painless passing He died in Mommy’s arms. Now everyday, ole Blackie comes as Rocky told him too. To keep his Mommy company another Guardian true. Still too frightened to come inside, Mom’s sure he will one day. And on that day they’d both be sure that Blackie’d come to stay. *Debbie Guzzi