My Lovely

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
May/June 2012

By Clara Bogard

I don’t see her until she makes the noise
A noise that breaks my heart
I turn slowly to see the graceful face
Her pale green eyes full of hunger and want
One paw snakes through the metal bars
She twists her lithe body so that I am looking into her eyes
She makes that piteous call and I am completely transfixed
She seems to beckon me
My body obeys
I reach through the bars to stroke velvet fur
Her rough tongue caresses my hand
I instantly know
She is the one
When I come home
There she is
My lovely
My darling
My Stella

My Lovely Clara Bogard

Clara Bogard, 11
Austin, Texas

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