It seems I have been dumped off in the middle of the night Alone on this road I'm wondering what will be my plight Could it have been that I scratch up the stair railing I noticed lately the misters affection for me was failing Did I get too much hair on the misters black suit Guess I was wrong in believing he thought I was cute Maybe it was all the knitting I did on her bedspread I'll stop knitting and come winter my fur won't shed In the darkest of nights I see a car slowing down Please let it be a nice human from the nearby town Being scooped up gently into somebody's arms I hear them say softly, I mean to do you no harm I'm taking you home to my family on our very big farm Author Eileen Clark 2022
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Oh, how I love that photo, Eileen. I was worried about how things would play out in your poem given the beginning. But you left me with a smile and warm feeling with lovely ending. Wonderful poem!
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Hi Mae, thanks, you made me chuckle while reading your wonderful comment, I could not end it any other way.
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We think alike about kittens, cats, and forever homes!
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