For Many Years....

....she has been right here.

I see her every morning, noon and night.

She was my mother's little

Calico Cat.

She sits on my daddy's dresser

right near his brushes.

His mirror and file lie close by.

She is missing one ear.

That is forgiven as she must be

close to 100 years old.

Daddy's dresser must be

at least that old.

I like to think that they talk

to each other every day...

that her small body warms

that which was his.

I like to imagine that while I sleep,

whispers of loving memories

float between them.

They both give me joy,

this dresser and this little cat.

I lost both of them in my

early thirties.

It was too soon,

but, isn't it always so?

The pain has been gone

for many years now.

Only joy remains.

I see them both in me

and in my children,

and that is such a blessing.

During the first year of their loss,

so long ago,

I kept having awful dreams

of trying to get to them.

Then one night I was given

the most miraculous gift.

In my dream

I was standing on the side of a road.

They drove up beside me

in a sports car...top down.

They were young and vibrant

and their faces were filled

with happiness and love.

They both said to me,

"It's all right, Sweetie."

They smiled, waved

and were off.

That dream-gift

will stay with me forever.

I am eternally grateful.

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Love and thanks

to all who stop by this wee space.

Ellen.