Puma

As the air gets colder 

and the leaves change color,

I can’t help but think about my friend

who left and never came home.

A little black cat, 

his name was Puma.

But his old spot on my bed 

is left vacant and cold.

Days seem so long 

when you’re waiting on something not promised. 

Then days turned into weeks,

when as I realized he’s really gone. 

I wish I could’ve said bye 

to my little buddy Puma

maybe he’s somewhere out there exploring 

and we’ll meet again in the future.