As the candlelight glows

So do your amber eyes

Golden like the sun

With dark flecks full like the moon

When winter comes

No flowers bloom

As you sit on my desk, purring aloud

My hand flowed through your fur,

soft as velvet night

Here I read another Psalm

Silence, like the crickets at night

Not worried about

The whispers in town

Making their judgements

Leaping abound

What a wonderful companion you are to me

Catching mice in the night

I hear not hardly a squeak

And when the villagers awake

We conquer the day

Hunting for food

In our own way

when the moonlight shines through

I wonder when you’ll come home

As I can barely make out your paw prints heading south

To lake Dungin you trek

I guess I’ll see you when you head back

From Lake Dungin

An ode to your name

Where I first found you

huddled

with my collection of things