Poem · Poetry

The Way of the Cat


Went to bed early
bathed, brushed –
equipped with melatonin
so I could rest.

But the restlessness came
right on time, anyway –
that 2 a.m. buzz
of mind
and senseless planning.

Now, you in my lap
purring at 4:15
while I take in my coffee
and gather myself.

How do you do it?
that deep plop of love and presence
you share to freely?

In this moment,
my heart relaxes.

Thank you.

Copyright© 2017 Cynthia Cady Stanton



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