Ode to the black kitten

You were so tiny and weak neither your mother nor any one cared
Chasing your mother for milk that she rarely gave
When your siblings were chasing me for food you used to trail behind on your weak gait
But God had provided in such a frail body tons of love
You would come near me and lick my toes shyly but full of affection
Hunting for a morsel of food all the time
You always recognized me among others and would start purring
I missed you in the last few days! You were not to be seen in the mornings
I don’t know what has happened to you
I have truly lost an affectionate mate full of God given love
Will I ever see you?

13.7.10