Lonely Stray

A lonely cat has found his way
To hopeful sanctuary
In untidiness of my back yard;
Midst weed and vine and berry.

He know I am the source of food.
He watches from afar
As I fill a dish in my greenhouse
And leave the door ajar.

I worry that his food's untouched
For more than just a day.
I wonder if he's come to harm
Or merely strayed away.

But then I see, he's come again
And licked the platter clean.
Without a single word of thanks,
He slips away unseen.

He reminds me of myself when I
Take favors from my Lord,
Then thoughtlessly go on my way
Without a thankful word.

Dear Lord, forgive me for the way
I have neglected to
Remember that my blessings
And my joys have come from you.

Joyce 8/03/07