1.
.
I wake to a soft touch
and peer between sleepy eyes
to watch my cat contentedly snuggle
beside my heart
.
2,
There is a quietness
to
our time together now
ever the gentleman Shiloh remains
my dearest friend
.
.
3.
With my diabetes
under
control all this time
He wakes me gently only at first light
to put out food
.
4.
He sleeps near my feet
stretched
on the sunny carpet
as January putters its way past
I dream of May!
.
5.
Sometimes I wake alone
Cat
has already risen
and I am being silently bid
to come feed him.
.
6.
.
I catch a glimpse of him
sleep in 'his' chair me
as
drunks scream and whirl from the street below
he continues sleep
..
7.
.
Tonight I nearly tripped
catching the edge of my skirt
from the corner of my eyes mistaking
it for
my Cat!
,
8.
The sun rises gently
peering over the window
as if to be sure Cat is beside me
before he shines?
.
9.
.
Sometimes it is more fun
to watch my cat as he plays,
borrowing the images he sees/to form my smile.
.
10..
.
The thunder wept harshly
the sky balled its fists in hail
the lightening rumbled with a belly ache
but did Cat care?.
11.
.
Cat
watched me leave today
he didn't utter a sound
I'm glad for my neighbor’s sake was still
but I missed it?
-
12.
-
I sit by my window
and tease him 'See the BUGS fall?
the snowflakes hold his attention as well
we sit and watch..
.
13.
The
cocoa coats my lips
the
comforting steam rises
Cat
lays in my lap, owning it and me
oh joy sublime.
.
14.
..
January brings chills,
colds, tissues, snuffles and woe
ice, snow mounds, wheedling tires sans grip
yet my cat purrs?
.
15.
.
The cold woke me too soon
finding Cat snuggled with me,
I just burrowed deeper into the warmth
and
let Time fly.
.
16.
.
Shiloh is beginning
to moderate
his meows
using a form of 'Pidgin' Cat I use
and understand
.
17.
,
.
the fire engines wail,
The
smell of brunt grease is strong,
I hear loud voices from the corridor
but Cat sleeps on?
.
18.
..
Memories of Christmas
like
a song half forgotten
are awakened as Cat plays from tinsel
across the rug
.
19.
.
As I watch as snow drifts
my
mind is taken along
by a snow white cat on his adventures
afternoon flights
.
20.
.
As I pad sleepily
across
the winter chilled rug
warmth is my companion around my feet
Shiloh show the way
.
21.
.
Age has been kind to him
the
trace of orange still creeping
we are more comfortable with each other
now we share sloth.
.
22.
.
As fog also wakes me
I strongly
suspect the lump
laying beside me so benignly now
applied his claws!
.
23.
.
In looking for Shiloh
I pause
beside the window
and find the great peace his name implies
a gift from GOD.
.
24.
.
Ever the gentleman
Shiloh pauses for my steps
waiting in the center of the door
till I choose rooms.
.
25.
.
The soul of subtlety
he is not loathe to use pricks
to mold me into the best companion
fit for a cat
.
A.R. Koheen
