Inside looking out, what a wonderful place to be
There was another time and place, was hungry but was free
Roaming the streets, my mother was gone
A cat on its own, no-one cared
I fought for my life against other beasts
For a garbage can where food was spared
Then there arrived a frosty night
The snow made me shake and feel bad
I found a warm place by a door of a house
I was weak and I felt very sad
A meow was the only thing I could say
But it seems that my weak voice was heard
I suddenly felt warm air near the door
I was wrapped in a blanket and stirred
“Oh mummy just look at this poor little cat
So thin and so very weak
It is snowing outside, it is shaking with cold
A warm place by the door it did seek
It is Christmas Eve and it is so alone
Please let us give it to eat
A warm place to sleep and a cuddle or two
And of course a bowl of fresh meat.”
So now you know why I sit on this ledge
With my rescuer still at my side
I am so thankful for the care I now have
And she loves me I know that with pride
So if you find a cat in the cold
Then open the door to your heart
A little girl took me into her arms
She calls me Christmas, that was a good start
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Saturday 12 December 2009
MULTIPLY: Wordsmiths Challenge #22: The Cat
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Hehe, nice! I love rhymey poetry!
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