04/08/2026
“Kindred Spirits”
The silence spoke volumes. It expressed a deep, quiet companionship, a shared sense of duty, and a peaceful calm after a busy day. Rain or shine, wind or snow, that little cat visited faithfully every evening. Not to talk or cause a fuss, but simply to be quiet—by his side. She was his perfect company. And eventually, her little face became the one thing he looked forward to, day after day, once the madding crowds had dispersed.
“Until tomorrow, my friend," said the little cat, knowing full well no reply would come, but that quick smile and secret wink said it all.
Original Art & Poetic Prose ~ Lizzie Jayne, 2026. ©
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