The kitty in me.

I love this! More often, than not, I feel like the kitty, and not the tiger in the reflection.

I feel like the kitty, today, missing mom so much it’s hard to breathe. Yea, I have been trying to roar, as the tiger, today, yet my heart is squealing, much like the kitty.

Only, no one can see, save me. Folk hear and respond, to the roar. Can they see, do they see, the kitty that is now me? I wonder.

If I show the world, show you, the kitty in me, will the world care? Or, do they only give two hoots to the roaring, encouraging, be about it tiger?

I wonder.

Still, I shall roar, best as can. With all I am.

The kitty in me. She is hungry. Think I shall make her some chili and see what she will say to me.

Meow.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

P.S. Don’t get it twisted. This kitty can still scratch out some eyes! We fight on…

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love