You looked at me
as if I was a person
as if I was beautiful
as if I mattered
You, who were to hold my first born
and smile
but were torn too soon
away from life
You, who in my mourning
were a bright star
and a friend
now so far away
across the sea
You, who slept at night
and purred too sweet
cat dreams
that only you can have
All of you
who have touched my life
with shades of love
that linger still
and always will
I give thanks
and love
and memories that never die.
NOTE: I can’t remember who the first reference was, but the other were (in this order):
- Abuela – my mother’s mother
- Antony – the guy I fell for when I was an exchange student in England
- D.B. – my cat