In the lovely late afternoon
my cat and I meet in the sunroom
in front of tree-surrounded windows.
I whisper to her, bending close.
I tell her she is the most treasured
of beings, the most beautiful, and
the sweetest, the kindest, the smartest.
Her continuous purr as I stroke her fur
gives the same message back to me.
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