Merlin seems to have appointed himself
Guardian of my sleep
Tonight he sits on the altar next to Bast
Statue and cat in identical poses,
One facing out;
The other towards the window
He must have been practising
To get his tail just so.
Later he will retire to the piece of
Carpet above my head
And sleep there til I wake
How comforting it is to know no matter
How I am, or what I do,
There is a heart that loves me true.