Thursday, September 14
Katkoot is one year old today; my son brought her to me when he was traveling so I would take care of her while he’s gone. She was barely 3 months old at that time. I was a bit nervous at first since I’m not a cat person and don’t know how to deal with them. But by the time my son was back, Katkoot became my constant companion that I couldn’t do without.
Here is a poem I wrote about our first encounter:
The glistening iris kept dancing
Wondering who I was
Knowing what's on her mind, I had to be patient
Not to break her fragility
After all, like me she was in a strange mansion
Of different possibilities
I left her alone to explore my hospitality
She cautiously tiptoed until she faced me
Entwining her gaze with mine, a thread
Of hazel sunshine voyaged me along the bay
Of reminiscent far away shores
Where I watched sunset
Surrounding my image in his iris
And vowed to reside there forever
But that was long ago
And there was no forever
Now what kind of trick heaven was playing?
The new kitten and I both reflected and eased
The banging of construction workers next door did not distract us
Neither did the pains of the past
Two broken hearted, deprived
One from mother, one from lover
Now were united and eyes talked
Refuge, although lips never moved
I smiled as she lingered
Between my open arms
And I whispered
"You’re not alone"
Isn't she lovely?
Isn’t she wonderful?
Isn't she made of love?
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