Feed Me!

A poem about my mom's mornings with Sam.

Black and white
with
yellow eyes.

Strong soft purr
with
matching fur.

On your bed
sits
by your head.

"Feed me now!"
comes
a "MEOW!"

Try to snooze
you
always lose.

"MEOW!" again
you
can't pretend

He's not there.
That's
not fair.