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| Star, as kitten, on my dirty laundry. |
Not sure
Why our paths crossed
As they have
Over 4 years ago
Star.
Except
Your very presence
Has offered me
A very rare gift
Of love and compassion.
From someone
Who has known
The toxic touch
Of being abused
And abandoned.
Of how
On your first night
You hid
Under the toilet cistern.
Scared
Out of your mind
With fear.
As I laid
A trial of kibble
From the bathroom
To the centre
Of my heart.
Little
Did I know.
The healer
Would become
The one
Who is
Being healed.
As I watch you
Over the months
Grow and heal
Into your true self.
Greeting me
Every time
I enter
Our shared apartment.
With your deep purr
And a gentle kiss
For me.
Forever leaving
Your paw print
Upon my beating heart
As you snuggle
Against me.
While
Laying down
To rest
For the coming day.
As I give you
Star
My daily thanks
For you're being
A part of my life.
Therisa © 2016
Author's notes: Am sorry, I don't have any decent photo, which shows Star, at her true self, as she is, extremely camera shy, whenever, I attempt to get a photo of her mature self, beyond the few of her, as a kitten.
