I trace the circumference of a teacup
with the finger that is sometime a nose
and in time to say enough
some how
her little quick
sees a bird and remembers
those sweet cat battles
war on wasps
and the silent somewhere tears are kept

in sorrow I nod to her
and she nods
and she blinks in her alright, dear friend
and comforts me once more
without question

lovely green eyed queen of curiosity
a little grey, and I am now the wiser
flickers to her quiet end

zelda
1996-2007