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Next to me you rest
breath, rising
and falling
you have always felt so soft
(…even when you get everywhere)
I’ve learned to treasure time spent in the same place.

I remember

How small you felt, when I first held you
fur warm to the touch
barely old enough to leave
We were both young then
(I’m still young)
(You’re old)

I remember when you’d play fetch
the oddest thing
but fun
You don’t do that anymore.
(I’ve slown down, too)

Our time is running low
it won’t
be this year,
or next year,
but soon.

and I think
about the joy
you’ve given me

You’ll always be my little baby.
I love you, stripe.
I hope you know that.