Through the Waterfall

by Senyai

He talked to me, a very vocal beastie
a clairvoyant who read me from east to west -

from my Monday worst to my Sunday best

Black white brown, a gray, fine boned
mutt who’s clock marked the day
changing places about our home

sunning by the glass door afternoons
on the couch-back after dinner
anchoring us as time marched on

He practiced cat-telepathy effortlessly,
He was my rock, therapist of the

highest order except not

when he sprayed my steamer

or ripped my socks

Claus, with your coat of many colors

I miss your being who graced our home

made it yours as we shared our own
Your ways, your button nose,

almond mouth with whiskers curved

but it was your eyes as you listened to my voice,

shining shown, gilded black

in pools of emerald gold

Now we meet through the waterfall
to your glistening world I cannot go
You sit and watch me in your now glorious coat,

perked ears listening for my voice
through the rushing cascades

"Lully Lully, Clue, my bestest puffy chicken,
I’d step into your world if I had a choice."

Claus

October 2008 - July 25, 2024

16 years

~*~

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Claus was born from a stray mama cat named
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Claus was my best friend

Through the Waterfall

by Senyai

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