Somehow it has been like two years since I posted here but it feels like one.
I wrote a poem the other day, and I am working on a story; here is the poem.
i go to the room
and my mothers cat meets my gaze
full of happiness and joy
to see me again.
i see her coat
now turned to grey.
and realise we must all grow old.
but in her face there still lies
vigor and youth.
she still looks the same
and i realise that
the good things