Why did my soul leave for one day? Is this a poem?

How many times could I say the word 'Tat'?

How many times there was no answer...

mere silence from trees and neighbors.

No 'meow', no answering 'meow'.

Where was she...at last to be a cat?

I slept with the door open last night,

simply hoping.

At 2 a.m. I went outside and called again,

'Tat!'

Nothing, but wait! Was that a dark shadow

walking towards me?

A bob tail wagging?

But she did not enter. Walked by the door

I held open.

At 4a.m., I caught her, scratching and growling.

My 'Tat', my beautiful animal, my pet, my soul.

Did she turn wild in one day?

Did she mean to hurt me?

My soul was whole again, but not my heart.