No Warm Presence

There’s no warm presence

to comfort me
No fluff
rubbing against my legs
 
There’s no thump
as she jumps up
on the table beside
for kitty pats and brushies
 
There’s no warm presence
permeating the house
No warm solace
for my soul
 
There’s no comfort
in knowing
she’s just in the other room
sleeping on the bed
 
There’s no warm presence
to sit on my lap
while I’m watching TV
or watching herself
if there’s some
critter on the screen
 
There are no “Raow” greetings
in the middle of the night
when she looks for me
and jumps up on the bed
 
There are no
soft white paws
reaching up to me
while I get her breakfast
 
There are no
headbutts against my hand
while I’m writing
as she vies for attention
 
I miss brushing
that beautiful
white and calico
long, soft fur
 
I miss the purrs
the love, the companionship
I miss running my fingers
through that beautiful soft fur
 
There’s no warm presence
to comfort me
I’m alone and lonely
and missing the warmth
the purrs, the love
 
There’s no warm presence
to comfort me.
 

--Sasha Wolfe