Newcomer
He just appeared at eventide.
I opened the door, he came inside.
He swished his tail and looked around.
He said, "I'll stay. A home I've found."
About 3 months old,a tabby grey,
My how that kitty likes to play.
He climbs on my lap and then to my head.
His sharp little claws I've come to dread.
He is too young to be a stray,
Someone has simply thrown him away.
I hadn't replaced my last pet you see,
I knew sooner or later one would find me.
There is no doubt, he is here to stay.
The sweet kitten who was tossed away.
By Joyce Johnson
True. He just came last night.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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