Gemstone
Here for the Journey
No cats in the washing basket
No cats on the stair
No cats on the kitchen worktop
When they shouldn’t be there
When I’m carrying heavy bags
No cats to make me fall
No cats round here anywhere
No cats at all
No cats in the Summer sun
Or lying in the shade
Chasing moths as evening falls
And day begins to fade
No cats when the Autumn comes
Chasing after leaves
Running round to catch a tail
Or climbing up the trees
No cats when the morning comes
Purring at my feet
No cats on the window sill
Or sitting on my seat
No furry little cuddles when
I’ve had a rotten day
No nose pushed up into my face
To say that it’s Ok
I’m waiting for a homeless cat
To wander through my door
To make the house a home again
And make my spirits soar
The other day I came across
A rolled up paper ball
And remembered why it isn’t right
With no cats at all
© Gemstone September 2009
No cats on the stair
No cats on the kitchen worktop
When they shouldn’t be there
When I’m carrying heavy bags
No cats to make me fall
No cats round here anywhere
No cats at all
No cats in the Summer sun
Or lying in the shade
Chasing moths as evening falls
And day begins to fade
No cats when the Autumn comes
Chasing after leaves
Running round to catch a tail
Or climbing up the trees
No cats when the morning comes
Purring at my feet
No cats on the window sill
Or sitting on my seat
No furry little cuddles when
I’ve had a rotten day
No nose pushed up into my face
To say that it’s Ok
I’m waiting for a homeless cat
To wander through my door
To make the house a home again
And make my spirits soar
The other day I came across
A rolled up paper ball
And remembered why it isn’t right
With no cats at all
© Gemstone September 2009
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