I am sitting with a
cat by my side, she
occasionally peeps
into my eyes and
then looks away.
We are watching the
sun go down and
merry children
making their way to
homes with lotus
lobes in their hands.

She has stopped
seeing a potential
threat in me. I still
remember the
first time she had
peeped through my
front door some
three years ago.
I had tapped my feet
or probably held a stick
to drive her away and
she had fled only to
reappear and stay
just like your love!

©my_cup_of_poetry