While old life inches closer to its end,
new life explores this world with awe and joy.
Molly’s suffering I can’t comprehend.
The kitten never ceases to annoy.
This is the cycle of each of our lives;
youth’s energy racing ever forward
while elders sit and ponder all that was,
wishing past decisions better chosen.
Kitten sees me as a major hindrance
to getting whatever it is she wants.
Molly sees me as a bossy dog nurse,
snapping fingers, whistling her back to earth.
Our days together precious and too few,
it is the path that we all travel through.