come join us in a house that is warm.
come out of the cold
where your fur stands on end,
where you walk in circles that don’t end.
here there are no confusing curves but straight edges,
corners so that you don’t have to stay in the same space
outside can be deceiving.
sometimes freedom isn’t without but within,
so come on in and join us, little kitten.
we have food to feed you
and joy to keep you
if you would only give us a piece of you.
you have been gone too long
but surely you haven’t forgotten
what it feels like to be home,
to be surrounded by those
who love you
and not have to watch your back
for those who
you owe nobody anything here
and all we want from you, my dear
is to cuddle.
all they want from you out there
is your soul.
stay in the light of love
and stop walking the darkest of dark.
there’s room for you and the door is open.
we have called and called
and aren’t sure where you are,
but we need you.
you are more than something comforting and cute
but you are part of the family.
people ask about you when you’re not around
because there are traces,
evidence on sweaters with hair on them
and the scent that lingers in a room
and sober smiles in picture frames
that capture times when you were you,
stable, dependent, beautiful,
and not a lost