04-13-2015, 08:54 PM
Mother and child
yet they're almost strangers now.
She cries
over a new litter, now gone.
He walks past, unperturbed,
searching for dinner
or a midnight snack.
She leaves her food untouched.
He devours it,
and his own
and hops over the fence
to the neighbour's cat.
She cries alone.
She sees this old child of hers wander
but does not call, does not follow.
She pines for the new ones,
barely a week old.
Child ignores mother.
Mother ignores child.
Perhaps...
they've already grown up
and forgotten.
yet they're almost strangers now.
She cries
over a new litter, now gone.
He walks past, unperturbed,
searching for dinner
or a midnight snack.
She leaves her food untouched.
He devours it,
and his own
and hops over the fence
to the neighbour's cat.
She cries alone.
She sees this old child of hers wander
but does not call, does not follow.
She pines for the new ones,
barely a week old.
Child ignores mother.
Mother ignores child.
Perhaps...
they've already grown up
and forgotten.
When it finally snows here, I'll catch a snowflake and put it in the fridge.