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A Stray

In search for shelter a stray came home Who knew she had no one to call her own Scared, her wounds did show It was a cat in winter time alone I asked mom if i can keep her Can i call her own? Mother said deary, it is her nature She cannot be owned She is a cat and therefore a stray, she would come but wouldnt stay I didnt believe, i knew she would stay She didnt leave that day as if she feels like home That day i loved her, kissed her feed her my way before i could realised, she had already left there was No stealing and no theft, As if she never arrived seemed to me like i was dreaming on my own Soon enough i realised she is like a gypsy, whole world is her home, where she comes and where she goes No one has never really known Afterall, she is a cat and therefore a stray, so she did come but she did not stay

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Date: 5/20/2016 6:20:00 PM
Thoroughly enjoyed this write. Yes, cats can be strays and as one with nature, as can many humans. I, myself was a stray during my two lost decades.
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Bhavishya Yadav
Date: 4/1/2017 10:23:00 AM
Yes indeed we all have this "strayness" at some point in life... Thank you very much ^^

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