My cautious cat
runs and hides
when men visit.
Someone has hurt her.
My god-daughter,
travelling interstate,
visits me today
with her new man.
The cat, though wary,
stays in the room –
eventually approaches,
almost allows a pat.
'He's a good man,'
my god-daughter says.
Holding hands, they smile
into each other's eyes.
into each other's eyes.
#awakeaugust day 8
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This made me cry, Rosemary.
ReplyDeleteI love this. All of my boyfriends had to pass muster with my mother's cat.
ReplyDeleteAw! This is such a sweet piece about learning to trust again.
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