Stray Cat

I looked out my window
and there to my surprise
was a beautiful set of green eyes
These eyes were in a glossy black face
With exquisite features that sent my heart at quite a pace

Sleek black body from tip to toe
How I managed to look away I do not know

Agile hunting movements
That transfixed my stare
Sharp teeth and claws
Hidden in soft mouth and paws

This encounter became a regular event
Meowing and purring were her calling card
To let us know she was in the backyard

We called her Beauty
And that's what she was
Charming and beguiling
Exciting and delighting

Then one day this feline friend
On us did no more decend
Where did she go we do not know
What can we do
Except remember and continue to enjoy the view

Beauty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Laurie Avatar
August 20, 2019 at 10:47 PM
G'day Francis … cats tend to have a mind of their own so many choose their own destiny. We don't have a cat as such, except for the neighbours who find our backyard acceptable - thank you Frances - Lindsay
Byrne Avatar
August 20, 2019 at 10:52 PM
Hi Lindsay, You are so right, also you do not own a cat, they own you. Beautiful creatures. Thanks, Frances
Pendred Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 4:55 PM
This might be what my fella ends up doing when I eventually let him outside, but sure what can ye do. Cats will be cats!!!
Byrne Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 5:24 PM
Hi Joe, Thanks for comment. You never know with cats, you will just have to wait and see. Frances
De Beaulieu Avatar
August 10, 2019 at 5:41 PM
hello Frances Byrne, perhaps the cat has found a good home.That is possible. have a nice evening my friend.
Byrne Avatar
August 10, 2019 at 6:22 PM
Hi Darlene, You are right, thanks for your kind words, Frances
Merryman Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 9:48 PM
Nicely written, Frances! We had a stray cat once (tortoiseshell with emerald green eyes) She stuck around for a couple years and one day she just quit showing up. We sure missed her. Blessings, Kim
Byrne Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 10:07 PM
Hi Kim, Thanks for your lovely comments. I really enjoyed her, such a wonderful example of creation, gave me an appreciation for cats. I see her as a gift. Thanks again. Frances
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