There was a place left after he was gone An empty space in my lap No whiskery nose at the table nudging for my ice cream No warm body wrapping itself around my legs As I trailed through the house No white fur clinging to my clothes Like glitter, indelible Until it wasn’t There was a quiet without mewls and purrs And the strange clicking sound reserved for prey There was a time where the cat-shaped hole In my heart could not be filled But time passes And while the absence is still keenly felt One day the gaps can be refilled.