A pool of shadow
A black shirt,
puddled on the floor
Is it him?
Creeping around corners
Yowling up stairs
Heat seeker
A patch of sun
A roaring fire
A warm lap (at the least convenient time)
No more
Nevermore
Gentle spirit
Demanding voice
A presence to fill a room
Emanating
from such a small body
No more
Nevermore
Always up for an adventure
New places to explore
The cat that makes a house
a home
No more
Nevermore
Purring soundtrack
Loving bites
Steady, everlasting love
Singing the song of your people
Heard only in memory,
Beloved
Jan 8, 2025
Jan 8, 2025 at 10:51 PM UTC
A pool of shadow
A black shirt,
puddled on the floor
Is it him?
Creeping around corners
Yowling up stairs
Heat seeker
A patch of sun
A roaring fire
A warm lap (at the least convenient time)
No more
Nevermore
Gentle spirit
Demanding voice
A presence to fill a room
Emanating
from such a small body
No more
Nevermore
Always up for an adventure
New places to explore
The cat that makes a house
a home
No more
Nevermore
Purring soundtrack
Loving bites
Steady, everlasting love
Singing the song of your people
Heard only in memory,
Beloved
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