Whiskers in My Night

by Tom Swart   Aug 7, 2007


Your almost weightless pounce stirs my sleep.
I feel your nudge against my face
And your ear upon my cheek.

From my slumber these hands reach for you
They long to touch and hold you
And pinch that playful tail.

Our moments in the sun come back to me
When we played and just laid around
Fully Happy and content

The brush of whiskers on my brow,
your kneading paws on my chest
Make me smile again.

Your memory fills in the cracks that time has left,
They bond and strengthen my ties to you,
And I am never alone

The echo of your purring engine fills my dreams ,
Those gentle vibrations of love,
With never a string attached.

Thank you for visiting my darkness where you awoke my smile
And helped me turn the pages of our life.
Pages where your paw prints still appear.

Note:This is a poem about our cat Tiger who died just over a year ago. We still think of him often. he was almost 21 years old when he passed. They sure do grow on you don't they?

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  • 13 years ago

    by kimara4955

    Absolutely amazing, i really enjoyed this poem, so much, i rescued my cat amba almost three years ago, and love her to peices on reading this i immeditely thought of her and gave her a cuddle, she is part of my family and there is always space for her in my heart. loved it 5/5 xx

  • 15 years ago

    by Ken

    This was a great poem an ode to your cat a faithful partner

  • 16 years ago

    by ForeverASickKid

    Im speechless! amazing work! 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    This is a poem about our cat Tiger who died just over a year ago. We still think of him often. he was almost 21 years old when he passed. They sure do grow on you don't they?

  • 16 years ago

    by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash

    This poem rings close to home, I adore my dogs and cat, our pets seem always to give love and seldom ask for much in return, my dogs and cat always seem to know just when a little love is needed. This was a lovely poem that brought a smile to my face.
    Very well written as usual

    Grant