What are you looking for?
3 months ago · · life,
Silent, you pounce and pad your way
Across my path of destruction.
Your tiny paws and yellow eyes
That stare, asking a galaxy of questions.
"Is this the end? Have I met my fate?"
I glance again at your slick, inky fur
And wish I had my own to disappear into.
Then remember humility over shame.
Smiling as I watch you prance away
I begin to ponder
Was our crossing good or bad?