Analysis of Noah the Cat in a modern Greenwich London Flat

Meow..
He is now big and burly
but when we got him he was tiny.
We bought him from Dagenham
not far from our flat in London Town.
Bonnie fell in love with him
soon as she saw him as a kitten.

I remember bringing him home in a cage in the tube,
he was of a teensy size
but with big green eyes.
He seemed tense as he was led high
meowing with a heart grabbing feeble cry
I cannot forget that scene in my mind
however much I try.
Noah was just beginning his life as a pampered modern cat
in a cosy modern Greenwich London flat.

He is verily
fond of his food,
he would even stealthily
grab from our plates
even if we push him away from our space,
he is right proud of a big modern cat
in a modern Greenwich London flat.

Bonnie was his loving Mother
I am the geriatric Grandfather
who would visit them whenever
and Noah the cat
in the cosy Greenwich flat
was often to be found on Bonnie’s piano where for long he would be sat,
lost in his light slumber
or mesmerised by some flies asunder.

We got Noah long before we heard
of ‘A street Cat named Bob’ ever
who had befriended a homeless man
down and out away with his clan.

Bonnie and I had read their true story
and could relate to our own agonising history.
My heart seemed to miss a beat by a hook
when I was reading in a passage of a book
about Bob the cat’s fabulous antics
when he was briefly lost on the crowded London streets.

It brought tears to my eyes when I read their true tale of comradeship,
redemption and survival.
Little did I know then that our own story
would become so tragic after all,
and those tears in later years
would become a tsunami , unable to bear.

Now Bob is no more
and so is my daughter
lost for ever.

Alas, Noah the cat
had to leave
his modern Greenwich London flat
when his mother bade farewell to us
and the agony began piling up amass.

Does Noah the big proud cat
sense that his mother is no more
as we the mortals gather grief galore?
Noah the modern Greenwich flat cat
is now resigned to a new place,
no more in his usual space
but happy where he now is
at his father’s loving gaze.
Meow…