My kitty is sleeping on my bed
curled up, his paw
up beside his head.
To feel so safe,
oh, it must be nice, to sleep
beside the space heater so
unconcerned,
so loved,
so warm.
Because he knows that
Mom will come home
eventually
(sometimes it does take a few days)
but he will be fed
and he will be loved
and I will never
ever
leave him.
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