Where was your last Christmas, Puss?
Before you came to me?
Was it inside with a family
With presents beneath the tree?
Were you alone in icy rain
Or warm and loved and fed?
Did you curl up in a cardboard box
Or safe on someone’s bed?
Did you feast on turkey scraps
Or scavenge on the street?
Was there snow beyond your door
Or cold beneath your feet?
It’s hard to think I’ll never know
The winters of your past
But here in your forever home
Please know: you’re safe at last.