He stood and watched as stars appeared above
Was he to die this night or live 'til dawn
He laced his boots,breathed hard,pulled on his glove
He had come far and now the time was gone
The cat he tracked looked down as he looked up
This game of chess was now to yield a pawn
To calm his nerves he drank from his tin cup
He heard the cat begin to move with grace
Then thought of death and drank his last cool sup
Perhaps he'd kill this cat in this wild place
He heard again that growl from way down deep
But then he heard a voice nearby in space
"Put your kitten to bed and get some sleep!"
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2019
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