searching for spike

searching for spike
(or what cats do when other cats die)

this poem isnt about death
although that is how
this poem came to be
this poem is about
finding, seeing,
and looking
with your heart
it doesnt matter
if you growl
or purr
laugh or cry
i knew you were there
even after you left
and i may wander around
chasing
your scent
or your smile
i still know the truth
and it's okay
i know when and where i'll meet you
on the edge of forever
in the middle of someday