My little cat keeps trying to entice
me to come with her into the garden.
She beseeches me, with her speaking eyes,
from the doorway. I don't mean to harden
against her. Just, I'm busy; a burden
I am foolish to shoulder, when sunlight
is filling the garden. It's warm and bright
out there, and she is full of eagerness –
not to be there herself; she's there all right –
So sweet. I love her "speaking eyes" and that she wants your company. Lovely Selene.
ReplyDeleteAh, happiness is indeed being loved by a cat! To spend time with a cat is a wonderful thing.
ReplyDeleteYour cat poems are so enjoyable for their simple shared moments...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to hear it! There might be a lot of them – she is such a constant fascination to me.
DeleteOh i so enjoy a social feline... maybe being busy doesn't work for her.
ReplyDeleteYou are so lucky to have a feline (partner) that is willing to share her life with you. I was merely a servant with the cats we had!
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderfully precious moment when someone dear to us reaches out ❤️ Beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
It's good having a little someone to show us the way isn't it.. ;)
ReplyDeleteMy cats take turns calling me exactly this way. I had missed this companionship, so it is particularly notable. You have captured the thereness and gratitude.
ReplyDeleteI really admire how this poem is written, the way the lines flow together. And the thoughtful, intelligent breaks and punctuation.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Matthew. I love it when someone notices.
DeleteThe feline wants you to enjoy the day with her in the garden...
ReplyDeleteLove the close on this: "she's there all right – for me to join her, which is happiness." Pets confer a lovely happiness upon our lives, simply by being in our lives.
ReplyDeleteA cat is always a lovable thing! One is never alone with or even without them!
ReplyDeleteHank