The Steady Purring of a Gray Cat
The dancing of the daylight
Illuminating the room
No sounds
Except the steady purring of a gray cat
The gray sheets, gray pillows
Yet black and white thoughts
Nothing gray in the mind
Except the steady purring of a gray cat
A mother’s footsteps
Soft stomping and soft light
Nothing was constant
Except the steady purring of a gray cat
Birthdays come and gone
Holidays celebrated and enjoyed
Joy ceased after each one
Except the steady purring of a gray cat
No comfort in words
No comfort in the arms of others
There is no comfort
Except the steady purring of a gray cat
No one helps
No one wants to
No one cares
Except the gray cat
And his steady purrs
About the Contributor
Samantha MacGowan, Staff Writer
Sam is a 14 year old girl who loves writing, drawing, and painting. She is an only child, and gets quite a bit of attention as a result. She lived in another town in New Jersey for most of her life, but moved to freehold at the end of last year. Sam volunteers at a cat cafe in Asbury Park, called Catsbury Park. Sam loves working with animals and helping out the community. She loves music, and listens to musicals for the most part. Sam is frequently seen with a book in had or a pencil racing across either sketch paper or a line piece of paper.
