My Feline Friend

My muse.

My furry friend.

My Gilly Boy.

We have each other,

and right now that means a lot.

I know he misses having more in his life,

for that matter so do I.

We are both waiting for someday.

Until that time we keep each other

company.

He listens to my mutters, and I

listen to his requests...

more pets...outside?....food now!

And especially..where have YOU been??

Once in a while I hear a ghost..

a meow from my lost boys.

I swear I have heard Jasper once or twice,

but I know it is my imagination.

Or just my heart wanting his hugs again.

This has been the hardest part of letting go,

making myself stay away from them.

I feel sometimes like my children were

stolen from me.

( wait! ..I believe they were.)

And yes, I do cry for them.

Someday Gil and I will have a new home,

and he will have new brothers to hang with.

And hopefully a safe way to visit the outside.

Until then we shall share our small place,

and share a dream as well.

~K