Gracefully, Softly
She pads across the carpet floor.
She absently ponders the reasons why mister sun
Glitters and sparkles on the wall and the kitchen floor.
Does he shine bright just so she alone could have some fun?
Silently, Lithely
She leaps upon the couch and chair.
The warm place left behind conforming only to her.
She looks around without a care as if if to say: "I dare
You to tell me that I must vacate, not now, nor ever."
Playfully, Sweetly
She claims wool and strings tied up above.
Should I please tell her that this world is not her domain?
As she purrs deeply on my lap, I whisper of love.
Will she hear me or care? Is it all part of her game?
Timelessly, Carefully
She follows me through life.
She was there for the joys, the sorrows and the pain.
A kitten for the children, she met me as a wife.
She lingered by my side, with not one desire for gain.
Slowing, Aging
With the passage of father time.
Never should she fear. I will be with her to the end.
The last breath that she takes will be as if it were mine.
Sweet Kitty, Peaches
Beloved old cat, my best friend.
08/02/00
Amy Riberdy