did he?
he who was orange and warm
a furry sun
coming to wake me up every morning
he who was sweet
young
independent
full of energy
free
a comforting place
to be
he is still on my window
golden as the morning sun
eye kissing me
he is still dreaming on the couch
relaxed,
open,
impossibly stretched
completely safe
he is still around the house
playing with boxes
chasing ginger
climbing things to steal some food
some love
he is still on my window
feeling the soft warmth of the morning sun
our golden lucky jack cat
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