Phantom

This phantom life haunts methe beauty of what could have beenthe serenity in life when what was promised came to be.
To hear the pitter patter,
The giggles echoing,
The scampering as he hides from his tormentors,
his human brother and sisters,
When finally they all collapse in a heap of mangled messes.
Soft snores and purrs intertwined,
smiles on their faces.
~Jay🌸