She waits quietly by the window
Anticipating the expected arrival
The sun shines brightly
Serving as a brief distraction
It's warmth radiates
Yet it is no replacement
For what she awaits
People dot the sidewalk below
Although the movement intrigues
It is of no consequence
For the feeling of emptiness
Upon the windowsill
She quietly waits
For the flicker of the flame
As her companion arrives
She is the gentle cat
Who longs to sleep alongside
That which gives her peace
Until the morning once again comes
~Moses~
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