Preying In the City
Bodega cat crept to the curb
And crouched down by a car,
His ins and outs encouraged
By a door that’s left ajar.
He stared intently underneath
The chassis, but to me,
There was no mouse or bird
Or other creature I could see.
I thought I’d stick around to watch,
In case he found some prey,
But realized if I saw him pounce,
It might just spoil my day.
So I continued on and left him
To complete his stalk,
While I did what I always do
And finished up my walk.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2023
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