This I understood
A soft whisper of a purr not unlike the hum of a ceiling fan.
One gentle touch
A hand brushes my ear, soft and supple as a tongue’s underside.
She smelled warm
Just like sunshine does when it is absorbed into a line-dried towel.
Whisper’s eyes sparkled
Dark and deep, shady pools sprinkled with the diamonds called life.
Sharing a pillow
The raccoon orphan and I slept, blanketed in safety, love and trust.
Children of the same Mother.
About 25 years ago, a childhood dream of mine came true. My husband brought a lost baby raccoon home from work. She had been stranded in an entrance to a dorm. Whisper and I bonded immediately. We slept together and I fed her from a baby bottle. She was finally placed with other orphaned youngsters to be returned to the wild. I will never forget her…( Rabies was not common here, at that time. Our vet approved of the temporary arraignment. ) Not a wise situation for today.