The Cat With The Black Ears
by Claire Genevieve La Fleur
(This is dedicated to my seal point kitten, Robert Frost (aka Robby), who was
adopted in March 2006 from Evinea Cattery. He and his brother Brutus (and our
older cat Sapphire are the joy of our family.)
I.
A kitten leaps upon my lap,
And curls up there to take a nap.
His ears aren’t grey, they’re black as coal.
His sea blue eyes lead to his soul.
II.
My Siamese kitten, whose ears are like coal,
Yawns softly, and stretches, and begins to roll,
Before I can catch him he’s tumbled to ground,
His fall, in this peacefulness, the only sound.
III.
I whisper his name and discover with woe,
That this newest edition was too young to know,
That the alien words I had murmured to him,
Was he title for always, not a word used on whim.
IV.
He bounces away on his dark onyx feet,
To see what new things he might happen to meet,
On his overgrown pathway that I leads somewhere I know,
The question, of course, is how he will go.