Spot Remover Poem by Susan Lacovara

He was just a cat
Just a cat, I said over and over
Trying to quiet the sadness
After hearing of it's passing
A curled up creature at the foot of his bed
Now gone.
Like me.
Gone
And now he will have to face the Autumn alone
Without his cat.
Without me.
And I know how hard he tries to hide his tears
Even as his heart rips
He repeatedly reminds himself
Everything passes
Seasons. Stories. Smells.
Smiles. Sunsets. Sundays.
Spot.
Susan.
Everything passes.
And he'll think himself stronger for not looking back
And I'll wish myself closer if only to console him
On the loss of his cat.
Lying. Lying. That I could be over him.
Telling myself, again, he was only a cat
Just like I tell myself he was only a man...
Everything passes
But the hurt in one's heart
When you long to hold the one you love