It was quite a conversation she was having with her cat,
Her beaming smile infectious it was on her bed she sat
The purring of the kitten filled the lady’s heart with joy
An intermittent "meow" was heard a friendship to enjoy
The whitest cat with tabby spots the softest feline fur
The lady drawing comfort from the mesmerising purr
The loving way she stroked her pet the gentleness displayed
I felt I was intruding every second that I stayed
I was in her bedroom as she does rely on care
Dementia infiltrating what was once a mind with flair
I helped her to retire to bed, and the cat, with whom she’s smitten,
And it’s almost time that we replaced the batteries, in that kitten.
John Sullivan. Feb. 2013.