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God must have been smiling
as he created felines,
for He knew He would give Eve to Adam
and they to
Cat!
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White as the snow outside
as silent as snowflakes fall
Shiloh effortlessly drifts across
time
and window ledge.
3
Winter brings its own calm
occasional noise wakes me
to witness
Shiloh my cat indulging
careless shadows.
4
Once guardian of monks
now companion to
the old
Smiles are an easy commodity shared
Birman and me
5
The love flows unbroken
Equality shared by Cat.
In his benevolence I am safe
to risk and grow.
6
My Cat does
not judge me
but doesn't laugh at my jokes.
All things being equal, I'm still ahead;
my treasure He.
7
First thing in the morning I wake
touching the warmth of my cat
able to stroke him until he awakes,
the day begun.
8
January's chill breath
blows between the window's seal
moving the blinds
to my cat's stone delight-
seductively.
9
Flannel for my bed sheets,
a comforter for the warmth,
yet I only nestle in the bed
when Cat curls near.
10
To watch his eyes light up,
to
hear his unfeigned delight,
makes having to leave him alone at home
almost worth it.
11
It
often makes me smile
though I pretend not to see
people shake their heads at my commitment
to a 'mere' Cat.
12.
The silence of the month
comfortable between us
as I sip coffee and write on my books,
Shiloh sleeps near
13.
"His" chair is next to mine,
slender majesty reclined,
watching as beneficently as royalty
on mere two legs.
14.
Sleek form and watching face
inspiring
mysteries,
a starting place for imagination,
secrets he keeps.
15.
The cold last forever
cocoa has lost its allure,
but with Monsieur Le Chat to intervene
hours fly past.
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Him,
short haired and nimble,
Me, cranky and slow as old tar
yet melted together in one pot we still flow
with one heart beat.
17.
They say I am "strange",
"co-dependent" on my cat
but I'd rather be joined to joyousness
then dwell alone.
18.
Time a flowing river
taking
us along its path,
tracing those events we'll remember long-
as they occur.
19.
I rise with
a soft groan
moving from here to there
instinctively looking to see if Cat
remains asleep?
20.
When I was a young girl,
I carried my world with me,
I ran where I would and followed the breeze,
in cat pursuit.
21.
We reach a point in life
where we can smile as we rise,
finally
learning Cat's rule-of-Thumb
It's up to us!
22.
I borrow my Cat's credo-
If I wait long enough
here,
Life will cycle its way back before my eyes
without my help!
23.
"Shiloh"
means peacefulness
and seems to apply to Cat
effortless making his wishes known
in subtle mime.
24.
The days stretched out too long
hidden under late month snows,
seemingly immobile under the wait
slow minutes past.
25.
Eternity is near
taking the shape of a Cat,
passing between
the climatic events
we share in sync.
26.
Content to dwell with me
despite our disparate size,
We're following a path both mat help shape
moving through Time.
27.
The minutes seem to
creep
held in abeyance by yawns
Monsieur Le Chat 's movements do not break it
with bright pink yawns
28.
January doldrums
about to be hastened on
by February's stillness and more snow
longing
for spring.
29.
I watch the people shop
the smiles gone like the presents
we shoulder
together against the cold
this too will pass.
30.
For those who will believe
warmth is not
an illusion
the stark branches as backdrop for my cat
will bloom again
31
People say I spoil
Cat
'Heaven forbid!' I say
'cause he ain't spoiled-I'm just well trained-
thus we both win.
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