They came every night, checked and left neither meeting nor chatting in the night.
I lay knowing they were there, as one by one they appeared on their mission to check I was Ok.
Once satisfied they withdrew and returned to bed.
Another visitor with four legs, was a longer companion, settling comfortably against a part of me purring.
Until the need to move was required from either of us.
I had a warm flush of love for each one, and their sharing of my time of need and vulnerability.
Each of us carries a thread of vulnerability, knowledge and caring, which once combined together forms a strong bond.
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