IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT
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Sometimes when people see others as unimportant or strange they ignore them and cast them out. Left on their own with no one to turn to and nowhere to go they must fend for themselves as best they can. Whether animal or human it's not right to ignore their plight. Someone or something is going to die from neglect. Something to think about.
It was a dark and stormy night.
Outside the clouds hid pale moon's light.
The wind howled wild around the eaves,
Blowing loose the last Fall leaves.
The rain began to batter hard,
Against my nighted window pane,
And as I gazed into the night,
Something scurried through the rain.
What could it be on such a night,
That hurried through the gale to door?
It flitted quickly past my sight,
Seemed but a shadow, nothing more.
Stopping just inside the shed,
Furtively it turned it's head,
Then disappeared into the dark,
And I returned unto the hearth.
What huddled there inside my shed?
The very thought filled me with dread.
I grabbed my coat, I had to know,
What's hiding there all filled with woe.
Raincoat hood pulled way down tight,
I rushed to see what was it's plight.
There in the darkened cold she lay,
With tiny kittens of just one day.
I gathered them into my arms,
And brought them in where they'd be warm.
This could be their forever home,
For this old witch is all alone.
No one ever ventures near,
For it's me that they all fear;
But I've not harmed a single soul,
I'm just ugly and bent and crippled and old.
Like you I'm abandoned, I've been cast out,
And no one payed heed to my cries or shouts;
So we will be a family,
Just you and me and kittens three.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2019