Soft kitty cry,
I reach out a hand
touch the soft, smile, sigh.
When he cries, I hear
her voice answer him from
her place in the firmament:
Maxi, I’m here.
This, now, is how
she appears to
both of us.
•••
(for Mom)
As I meditate
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Güd wrtr 
Sweet Maxi…she’s in mourning as well. Thankfully she has you.
Thanks, Gloria!
Love this! I’m here.
Thank YOUUUUU!