In the early hours
Before the sun is ours
A certain urgency
Flagged an emergency
Barefooted feet fling
Over the bedside noticing
An unexpected awareness
Of feline hairiness
Instead of the carpet
I felt my beloved pet
Lying loyally at bedside
Impeding my stride
Second thinking my leap…
My cat continued to sleep
Thanks to perceptive feet
A tragedy is incomplete
8/5/09
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