My cat makes crescent shapes
On the bed
She is my moon,
Soft white light following me
Wherever I go in the dark.
The tiger orange circle
On the chair
Is my sun,
My wake up call in the morning
Hovering over my head.
The next time
I don't feel connected
To the outside, to nature,
I will remember this -
That the lights in the sky
Came down to join me -
That there are also
Worlds inside walls.
Copyright LJ 2021
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