Welcome Back Stray Cat

so I flip from the pain of missin you to the joy of seeing you again and I speak to the universe-is my life no more worth than the pen you have placed in my hand to chronicle the devastating, wonderful events you continuously place in front of me so I always have something to write about like my cat-welcome back stray cat. Can I git you some milk or has your recent adventure through the dark alleys and street changed your palate, certain things you don't have a taste for anymore I just hope those mean streets haven't made you too aggressive and you don't have anything cooking in the oven-no let's drop the pen and poetic stuff-you are not pregnant, is you? I missed sittin on the steps and rubbing your back..when you would let me..them cats you never know what they's really thinking and that's a fact..welcome back stray cat.