I Spotted a Lonely Cat-Poem 3
I spotted a lonely cat dressed in a purplish blue
laying on a log remembering her love so untrue;
yards away, a couple watched in disbelief...
wondering if that was the cause of her grief?
I saw four brown kittens at her feet playing;
they rolled in the dirt and kept on raising dust,
chewing on twigs thick with moss and frost...
she looked at them with motherly feeling.
Those kittens weren't hers, her desire to adapt
them was strong, but to have the littlest one
was harder than rolling another heavy stone;
hours passed and she remained where she sat.
Do cats have feelings like us with profound thoughts
of fidelity and trust? Do they behave differently?
From what I had seen, they show sentimentality,
and this cat painted herself in blue to mourn her loss.
Entered in Debbie Gucci's contest,
" Ten Picture, Ten Poems, Ten Poets, Ten Days "
Written on 1/ 7/ 2016
Poem # 3
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