A gentle rub against my legs,
My thoughts are not disturbed.
Another brush across my legs,
She tries to get me lured.
I’m focused on my day’s despair,
Relentless in my thoughts.
My reflections are all negative;
My positives are naught.
Again a brush across my legs,
She plops down and sits by me.
As if she senses my despair,
She rests her paw on knee.
Sadness and longing in her eyes,
And fixed upon my gaze,
She arouses my attention now,
Disrupting my malaise.
I can’t resist her lonely stare;
My thoughts turn to her day.
Window staring all alone,
Her boredom, my dismay.
I realize she’s much like me,
And gently stroke her back.
Reluctantly I lift myself
And don my coat and hat.
Silently we walk the streets,
Now grateful for the day,
Appreciating simple things
That slowly come our way.
Now longing for another day
To rest her paw on knee
That takes away the day’s despair
And sets our sadness free.