A Lost
I lost my outside cat tonight
a dear to me I am drenched in tears
as I will miss the company
of rubs and what not
looking for a meal and share of fleas
my heart broken again
all old lady told me she died up the street
and if tomorrow she reappears I will open my door
but I removed the bowls to feed
her a year or two
building an Igloo for her in winter
she sings a tune of the sorrow
who would great me in the morning
crossing Lafayette avenue to take a stroll
ears a plenty she made me blue
to buy a can or two
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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