The cat in the picture is a cat that one of my friends rescued. She was found in a ditch in a trash can. Well, they gave her a good home. Here is a nice stray cat poem I wrote to go along with it.
Fore When I grow old
I shall become a stray
To live the mournful life,
As a cast-a-way.
Abandoned like all the rest
buried like past in the sand
I will surely remember the past
As I leave paw prints in the land.
Shipwrecked away far from my home
I meow, with a fellow purr at the door
they now have a kitten all cuddly and warm
A younger cat, for them to adore.
We grow old and dusty
Thrown away like trash
Why do I still ponder…
I figure I might as well crash.
I still wander this land
One day soon to depart —
I leave paw prints in the sand
Perhaps… for another human to take heart.
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