I am your stepfather
I saw your birth Mother's face
Scrawny and depleted
Never did I think this
would be a harbinger
for your finite size
I was told by the Vet you have
some Siamese lineage
Your intransigence
is at times too troublesome
Clawing me at the third stroke
but a Father always forgives his Son
Your eyes talk to me
with a haunting no comment
for any ascertainable question
I may ponder to ask you