My cat, one day, Discovered the mirror. He jumped onto a table And looked into it, sideways And saw another reality And was fascinated And enchanted And he just wouldn't let go And again and again Went after it. The other cat was enchanted too And he kept pawing at my cat And meowing a similar meow And he wouldn't let go either. Though I tried telling him That it was futile, That his reality was different. But my cat seemed not to agree. Did he see something that I didn't? He pawed at it every day And kept pawing and meowing Until, one day, he made it there. Or so it seems. For he's not here now And neither is my dad Nor my grandma, my little sister And so many others And many things, besides. And little wisps of memories even. They all seem to have succeeded Like my cat.