I wrote, Silence Is Not Golden when we were preparing to move house and had put the cats in the cattery for a three day period so they didn’t have to deal with the added stress of the move when it all started. Waking up early I immediately missed their presence the sudden silent and empty feeling overwhelmed me and later, upon reflection, this poem came to life.
Silence is Not Golden
I lie awake feeling
A little constipated
I know a glass of water
Will do the trick
I lie here all the same
Why?
It’s the silence
My pets are not home
When I go downstairs
I will greet nothing
I lay here
I ponder
Needs as must
I arise
As anticipated
All is quiet
No furry
Little things awaken
To greet me
Tails held high
No little
Wet noses
Rub my hand
No-one to lead me
Into the kitchen
No little voices
Asking for milk
No bright eyes Beckoning
All is quiet
All is still
I pour
I drink
My water
The place is empty
No sounds
No scuffles
No running
No chasing
No pattering
Of little paws
I head back to bed
No reason
To stay a while
Who said silence is golden?
What went on before?
For me
Silence is not golden
It is emptiness
Nothing more
Shadows make for excellent company. 😸🐈
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I too, have three kitties, they are my shadows.
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Absolutely. 🙂
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It most certainly was! 😀
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Our furry friends do leave a void when they’re not with us.
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Awww. I feel so sad that they weren’t there for you.
They definitely carve a huge spot in our lives. I bet the reunion was super sweet!
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