A Cat Named Bear Poem by B. V. Dahlen

My Bear was a fuzzball
A spirited cat
Who love to chase lasers
And comfortably sat

On windowsills watching
And front porch chairs too
As other cats came by
And winged creatures flew

His plumed tail would swish
And his white whiskers twitched
He soon would be mesmerized
Absolutely bewitched

He loved belly rubs
And in sunbeams he’d lie
And sometimes at night
He would howl and he’d cry

If doors to the bedrooms
Were closed for the night
For he knew bedtime snuggles
Were always his right

But now my companion
My buddy my Bear
Is gone and there’s no other
Cat can compare

There’s a hole in my heart
I don’t know how to fill
But my memories of him
So unceasingly will

Bring a chuckle or warm thought
To brighten my day
And I know that my Bear
Would demand it that way