She looked at me with the eyes of a young angry lady.

She was so angry that she’s old and we aren’t.

She resents my absence.

Still burning with that same royal feeling about her as she did the day she came home.

She demanded a kiss to her forehead.

Our greeting and the most affection she ever enjoys.

Don’t touch her unless she wants you to.

My beautiful guardian in a house where I had nowhere to go.

I hadn’t thought about it in so many years.

My lovely lady.

Queen of her abode.

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  1. ACountryBoy Avatar

    Is this your mother?

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    1. Magic Mage Avatar

      Actually my cat. She’s almost sixteen.

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      1. ACountryBoy Avatar

        Oh that’s funny. I never would have guessed you weren’t talking about a human. But the part about don’t touch her unless she wants you to should have tipped me off.

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