Lullaby
Were you the sidewalk
Feline who always graced
My late afternoon serene
Watching travelers return home?
You’d look into my eyes
As if you found a way in
And remembered
What I've forgotten,
Meowing for my attention
Every once in a while;
But this is the third dusk
You're not around.
Maybe like them you doubt
I'm still the grandson
You deeply loved.
I'm still, deeply.
Clouds have grayed
The sky's memory,
Quickening footsteps.
Tonight, come to me
As the light rain.
Let roofs and trees
Sing, lola, bye.
