My Cat JOKO

Ode to Joko
keeps gazing at me , with her calm deep eyes                                                                                                                   as if she wishes to say something.                                                                                                                             In my  house, it feels as  she keeps me as her own                                                                                                 She acts as a balm on my untold wounds.
She does not shower me with affection,
yet some times feel like ,
she  takes care of me.
With great pride
and her graceful, carefree walk,
she rules the entire house
as though she is its queen,
and I exist only in her service.
When I go near her
and she is not in the mood,
she becomes annoyed
and quietly goes away
to sit alone in solitude.
It feels as though she is calling me
into her free and untamed world,
teaching me
what freedom truly feels like.
As if she is saying—
life gives us only a little time together,
so always live with your head held high
She is my Cat JOKO
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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