She is torn
between
her love
for me
and
her need
to run wild.
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A Small Blue Marble 
Beautifully penned!
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Thank you. She’s a great cat.
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But she chooses to stay with you , Syd.. that says something, don’t it , no!
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Oh, yes. I let her run free. I have never tried to cage her. It worries me, but I know it’s the way it has to be with her. That’s the shape of my love for her, and she returns it. Sweetest cat ever.
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Your comment is poetry, Syd.
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