Creature Comforts

As i brush past your body,

Your flesh touches my fur,

I feel a sheer exhuberance,

That you may know by my purr.

I lay about in slumber,

For many a hour during the day,

Upon waking my only two desires,

Are to eat and sometimes play.

I have listened to all your troubles,

The moaning of a weary heart,

And suffered them in silence,

In the hours of the dark.

I am of what little comfort,

A creature or pet could be,

Offering some companionship,

To you, sat here, with me.

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