I would travel one mile or one hundred miles,
I would trudge through 30 inches of snow,
Just to make the life of one cat worthwhile,
An abandoned cat that only I know.
The best gift of all is one that cannot be paid back,
That the strongest of men do good when no one knows;
I have done that with one loving hand and a tasty snack,
How could they toss you out without feeling such deep sorrow?
I wish I could take another soul into my house
Or give you the future that every cat once sought,
But I promise you no longer have to live on bird or mouse,
Fore it is great food and shelter that I have brought.
And while I cannot touch you or you strike back with fear,
I can see the beauty behind muddy fur and tattered ear;
I know that you were left in these woods ages and ages ago,
Where only the fearsome winds continue to blow.