Tiddles - Poem by Della Perry
How terribly sad that the elation is great
When the awaiting feline meows
Pleased at your arrival
How it leaps to greet you
Bouncing across lawns of corn
Rubbing small heart shaped nose against your ankles
Purrs like it's in love.
I retract that statement.
Not sad at all,
It is wonderful to feel so wanted, needed, awaited
Missed in your absence
Even if it is just by a cat
That waits by your door, wanting meat and refreshment.
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