Never yours by bevissimo
7th place entry in Bonus: Poetry - Minute Poems

You fed that cat, she wouldn’t leave.
Don’t you believe
The caveats?
Don’t feed stray cats!

At night she came, yowling round
Annoying sound;
But you left food –
And often viewed.

One day you tried to touch her fur,
Gone in a blur.
The dream that she,
Your cat, would be.

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  • Entered: 2/10/2009 10:24:50 AM
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