Light Showers

Jenny

We will remember her,
Our quiet Jenny with silent fur.
Whenever a grey shadow glides
Across the floor or springs up sides
Of fences, noiselessly,
It will be she.

We will remember her
In every hesitating purr.
And when low leaves brush gently,
It will be Jenny.

In years we might forget her way
Of bounding by us on the walk,
Of sleeping in her chair all day,
Of playing kitten with a sock,
Her asking eyes, her leaping grace.
Perhaps we will forget her face;
And when we've broken all hearts' laws,
We might forget her glove-white paws.

But when something in the closet slips
And rustles to the floor,
We'll half expect to find her there
Just behind the door.

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