Two Tomcats

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I am torn in two –

Is the black cat there?

You have had your food –

Is the black cat there?

You have had your drink –

He’s as black as Indian ink –

You were half tame when I took you in,

Both of us in need of a friend

To keep us warm through the cold, cold night,

But he is wild and won’t come near

When you are here.

He’s as dark as you are fair

With a cloud of grizzled hair,

Emerald eyes glow in the dark,

Float in space on invisible face –

How many lives does he have left?

Poor hungry feral cat, all alone

Without a home, bereft…

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©Denise G Allen, 25 April 2013 08:06