The sun finally left my window so I tied back the make shift curtain (a really neat wrap-around skirt with dragons on it) so I could see out of it. The wind was blowing and the temperature was dropping.
The cat ran past my studio and under the gate into the pasture. I didn’t have my glasses on, and she was far away, but the color was the same as Mother and the way she ran close to the ground was the same as Mother. I was out of my chair and through the door, not bothering to close it or put my shoes on. I followed her through the gate and into the pasture calling her name.
The cat was in the pole barn, not Mother (my heart sank) but a cat with similar colors except a tabby with rings around her tail. Maybe the cat from the barn we took down? I only saw her once before. The cat ran away before I could get any closer. I went back to my studio disappointed, and once inside (I don’t know why) I put my shoes on and realized I had carried in a leaf on the bottom of my sock. I left it there, between sock and shoe, then wrote this:
the wind blew me empty
the sun warmed my heart
there’s a leaf in my shoe
so I know I’m never alone.