Just a little lost cat
Looking for a home
On the fringes of civilization where you and your family were found
Near the edges of a family friend’s farm
You were the most beautiful cat
You didn’t yet have a name
But of course I knew what to call you
Suzy
Should it be but know how much of a comfort you have been to me this first half year
The time we spent together has already rubbed off on both of us
We have both become gentler because how easily we know is possible to hurt each other
The way you like being petted influenced by the way I first carried you
The way I have lightened to having another living creature around me as much I have
I can talk to you as I pet you and I know I won’t be judged
For this poem and all others before it would be not if not for you
Making me more open to expressing myself
And so finally shall I let myself finish the tale of how two lost little cats found their way home
Atlas Ez Poetry 