was sitting on my back porch last night
but when i opened the sliding glass door
it ran away into the bushes
i went out to look for it
but could not see it anywhere
but i could hear it meowing into the night
such a sad and lonely sound
good luck this summer to this orphan
i will leave food out for you
so you know this is a safe place.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Take care!
- Category: Reflection
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