Snow was once my daughter’s cat and now she is family.
Our sassy and comforting tabby cautiously enters a room looking for a safe place to hide.
I am convinced she bares the soul of my mother, the temperament of my daughter, the talents of my son, and the intuition of my partner.
When I see her watching me, I wonder what does she see?
Like a magnet attracted to energy, when I’m being silly, she prepares for a vicious attack and when I’m feeling low, she comes by my side slowly for cuddles.
I look for her when she needs space to make sure she is ok and on early mornings we sit out on the back porch together listening to the sounds of our forest.
Snow was once my daughter’s cat and now she is family.
What a lovely tribute to your beautiful cat! I really appreciate the imagery you used in the poem—this stanza in particular “I am convinced she bares the soul of my mother, the temperament of my daughter, the talents of my son, and the intuition of my partner.”
I only wondered if you meant ‘bares’ as in uncovers or ‘bears’ as in is carrying?
Hi Fellow East Coast Group Member:
If you are interested in sharing poems after the marathon, please reach out; I’m at: Laura_Daniels_117@hotmail.com.
Onto your poem: The photos caught my attention and drew me in – Snow is beautiful. I felt like I knew her and your interaction with her through the reading of your poem. It touched my heart. I especially liked the line describing her soul.
This is so sweet. Our fur babbies really are our family and I loved how you tied that into how Snow encompasses traits from your actual family members