I Got A Kitten's Love
And I still remember it
That night, late at work,
I couldn’t go home.
A kind colleague,
offered to host,
I had no choice—
I slept on her couch,
as a last minute guest.
Her black, sweet kitten
welcomed me warmly,
rubbing against my shins.
He sat near my shoulder,
as I tried to sleep.
Fearing scratches and bruises,
I covered my face.
In the stillness of night,
I heard him play,
with straps of my backpack,
teasing, curious,
pouncing, rambunctious.
At some point,
he put his plush toy,
on my shoes.
When I woke up,
I felt something,
heavy and warm,
on my both feet.
It was the kitten,
sleeping on the blanket.
It melted my heart,
I was a stranger—
But the poor animal,
lonely and seeking love,
grasped the opportunity,
with quiet trust,
dozed off at my feet,
winning my heart.
I still remember him—
years later,
For showing me,
genuine acceptance, and
memorable hospitality.
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Seema Patel
Hi, I am Seema. I have been writing on the internet for 15 years. I have contributed to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, and Amazon KDP.
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Comments (2)
Good job in sharing this memory. I am a dog person, but cats seem to come up to me and go in and out and around my legs and when sitting they will sit or lie beside me.
If acat loves you and senses goodness you have a friend for life ♦️♦️♦️