Cat Intuition
There are times, I wish I were a cat
Sleeping, eating, stretching,
then start over again
but he sees the pain around us
I know he feels our broken hearts
around the loss of our son
He sticks closer these days and
the days that are the hardest, I end
up with a lapful of cat, and a cold nose
on my neck. He's a love,
when we really need it right now
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