A Stray Kitty
A
S K
T I
R T
A T
Y Y
Greets me After her fill,
Gracefully at the door. She returns for more.
Do you have anything for me? Not quiet now, but a loud wail,
One quiet communication an unending MeowOwOww.
The she sits at the bowl; and you wonder what for?
What is served is taken, Then.. You see it is for her kittens
Sometimes with relish, More is served; the babies appear
at times with grimace. Then it is fun and frolic.
A
S T R A Y K I T T Y
Visits me
My Pet.
Just A
Cat
Lying listless
On the floor;
Spreads on all four Thanx for the treat;
A tossed Tibetan bag! Sight to behold;
Oh! That serene grace;
At peace She rests;
Zen eyes withhold secrets;
Tell-tale
A
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Copyright © Amitabh Divakar | Year Posted 2024
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