Cats

We'll never really be friends,
we have too much in common.
Both comfortable in our own skins.

But we acknowledge each other,
as free spirits.  Each true to himself,
to his inner nature.

You never beg food at my door,
and no longer casually stroll in.
We both respect unspoken boundaries.

Some cats look guilty in the early hours,
returning from a night's hunting
to lounge around as adored pets.

We just nod at each other in passing,
each sensing the fellow creature
who 'walks on his wild lone'.

Gyppo

Well done capture of the cat connection.  Delightful, relatable read.