Patches the Cat
I came upon a lady with a charming basket
it was full of fur and tiny ribbon latches.
I reached in and pulled out a friend
and I named him patches.
Two greens eyes and a pirate smile
I knew he would not be meek nor mild.
I cuddled him close as I could and took
him home with me and fed him good.
Now he is fat as can be and all he does
is smile and cunningly winks at me.
Often wondering what he has been up to
sleeping in my hat or playing in my shoes.
A true friend he has been to me and I
am so glad that the lady brought her basket
and opened it, for me to see.
Copyright © Sharon Gulley | Year Posted 2015
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