You sit and wait for mother’s call
A fragile kitten, needing care
You try to stand, but quickly fall
I worry how your life will fare
In six short months, you’ve seen the earth
Each clear-skied day and cloud-filled night
You were a tender heart at birth
A strong-willed soul, ready to fight.

Lunchtime appears and still you stay
So sure your Mom will be home soon
To entertain yourself, you play
Beneath the sun, shining at noon
You catch a ladybug and smile
Then, watch her as she leaves your grip
You nap for just a little while
As your Mom carries out her trip.

Darkness arrives at dinnertime
And suddenly, you’re filled with fear
You have not even learned to climb
Yet, you’re alone, with no one near
Your Mother has yet to return
Her stay on earth has reached its end
Thus, a hard lesson, you must learn
Death follows, just around the bend.

© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection