For Furball–a Cat to Remember
September 9th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- I miss the cat’s meowing ways.
- A derelict, at best a vagabond
- Whose wide green eyes
- Read my thoughts
- While patiently waiting for my response.
- The food and drink were freely given
- But ensconced in his purloining ways
- He pilfered my heart and then
- The cat crept furtively away.
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