In memory of Maui

Sweet Soft Boy Poem The parts of my day, that once brought me joy Now bring me sadness, without you darling boy. I think of your striking teal eyes, like nothing I’d ever seen We spent so much time together, our own special routine Rushing upstairs to get into bed Lying there waiting for you to sleep on my head The back pain I feel I can only assume Is from me and your cat dad making sure you had room  It didn’t matter if the day had been filled with dread All I needed was to touch your soft fur, like velvet nan said. Enjoying quiet time reading my book A chance for some attention, you always took Whinging like clock work every morning, Making me fuss and feed you while I’m still yawning. Now I wake up begging the universe for a warning. Watching the other cats play with their toys & games, What once made my heart glow, now gives me chest pains I can’t look out of our bedroom window without feeling ill I still see you hiding in the bushes, or playing on the hill. The happiness I felt when we’d cross paths on a walk The neighbours think I’m mad because I’d always stop to talk. I’d listen out for you jumping the fence onto the grass What I would give to see that little face and paw pressed against the glass. All the other times you were late coming home We’d be out looking for you, as you did like to roam. If only we’d known.  We tried to keep you safe, as much as we could But our wild boy had always pushed the limits, more than he should. The day we picked you up, I knew you were a wild child Even though that scared me, you made sure that I smiled.  Back then we hadn’t known you for very long Our lovable little menace, you could do no wrong And although it felt like forever, we really had so little time But to never have experienced part of life with you, would have been a crime. You had so much love to give, and I was first in line Dad didn’t mind being second, as long as it meant you didn’t whine. Now that your gone I think even Meeko might be sad  I know him sleeping next to me would really make you mad. But right now little man, it’s the company that I need.  As the presence of you has left a gaping wound indeed.  The way you were taken from us, surely can’t be right I wish I could have been there to hold onto you tight  As I sit looking at your favourite spot, The empty space,  I can promise you will never be forgot. One day I hope these things can again bring me joy,  But not right now, without my sweet soft boy. 

by Megan Jenkins