Once I was walking down the street
In golden fall sunshine,
And all of a sudden, by my feet
I saw a cat, I stopped to greet -
She was a friend of mine.
*
“How are you doing?” – “I am ok...”
“I hear you were sick and low?”
“Yes, I was ill... what can I say?”
“You stayed in bed?” –“No bed to stay,
As I have no home, you know.”
*
I thought: “The world is so vast,
But things are deeply wrong,
That cats and dogs are outcasts
And seems like it will always last...
I said:” Hey, Cat! Come on!
It’s getting cold, it’s getting dark,
Enough for you to roam!” -
And we were walking through the park,
The cat was purring, like a lark
Because she was going home!
Once I was walking down the street...
© Copyright: Лина Филиберт, 2013
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