We shared one footprint
In the street
My cat and I,
My cat in a cardboard box and I.
A neighbour had brought her collar.
It took death to keep her still.

"Soon replaced", said my brother.

We stand now, sometimes,
Where she lies in the garden,
My new cat and I,
My new cat, in a halter.
Mint grows around
Her private piece of slate
And spring crab-apple blossom
Drifts upon her grave.