seeing cats at a home of friends
travel back and forth through
their cat door I am reminded of
my grandson now eagle scout
college man when he was not
yet three he crawled through a
cat door into a strange house
followed our directions to the
front door while outside a
window we held our breaths
gesturing encouragement he
found the lock too complicated
managed to find the back door
its lock was familiar he let us
all in and there was the key
we careless elders had left
behind we didn’t have to
break a window may mark
ever be so brave resourceful
capable fearless may he ever take
advantage of all life’s cat doors
This article appears in Aug 23-29, 2012.
