This poem points to the picture “Field of Dreams” in my portfolio.
Walking through my Field of Dreams,
I came upon a feline Being who watched me intently
through the yellow grass with her green green gaze.
“Who are you?” came my startled reaction.
Ah, I’ve been with you since you were a spark
in our creator’s clear eyes.
Since earth became your dwelling and your reality.
My kind and I
have watched over your kind and you
from the very beginning
Our forms are many and our words are few,
but our good deeds are far from new.
As you can see,
we don’t always have wings and halos.
So, be warned my dear ward.
Go and tell the others
to be kind to all creatures
and to treat them like brothers.