C.W. Bryan Poet Lay

Cat

I walked up his creaking steps
To the world’s most cluttered front porch
Kicking aside a chair, I knock
I hear some scrambling from inside
The door whips open. My friend smiles.
“Welcome to my humble abode,
You really made it just in time.”
I walk in and take off my shoes
He points to the cat, crouched, quiet
“You really made it just in time.”
Like a crossbow bolt, the cat darts
But the moth flies up and away
The cat let out a sad yowl
Looking defeated, slinks away.
“I really made it just in time.”

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Brandy Nicole January 8, 2023 at 7:27 PM Yes, you did just make it in time ! ! Oh, my ! Your thoughts truly had me in suspense. I wasn't sure how this would end. You certainly had me on the edge of my seat. My best to you, Corey. ~ Brandy C.W. Bryan January 8, 2023 at 7:33 PM I'm really glad you enjoyed it, Brandy! I appreciate the comment so much.