The short word story of my cat:
Three years ago we firstly met
We drove away on empty road
There was no thing in freedom’s thought
We came to city with no name
The life was funny game to play
And sudden flare came from outside
It was like dream in spooky night
The ginger fur was full of glow
That wasn’t anything I’ve known
We stopped the car and moved to it
To see the others was no need
I reached out my hands and heart
Since then we cannot live apart
And little kitten’s chosen us
For being family at once
For sleepless nights, for crazy chase
For scratches, bites and for embrace
For sprinkled slippers, leaky cloth
Sometimes for mess or even worse
But every snatch is joy of mine
And every moment is divine
So take some cats to own home
To know the bliss if they allow
05.08.2021
- Author: Kira Zubal ( Offline)
- Published: August 6th, 2021 01:58
- Category: Friendship
- Views: 33
Comments1
Good write Kira.
Thank you!)
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