THIS OLD CAT:
I'm getting on in years, my coat is turning grey.
My eyes have lost their luster, my hearing's just okay.
I spend my whole day dreaming, of conquests in my past,
Lying near a sunny window, waiting for it's warm repast.
I remember our first visit, I was coming to you free,
Hoping you would take me in and keep me company.
I wasn't young or handsome, two years I'd roamed the street.
There were scars upon my face, I hobbled on my feet.
I could sense your disappointment, as I left my prison cage.
Oh, I hoped you would accept me, and look beyond my age.
You took me out of pity, I accepted without shame.
Then you grew to love me, and I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter, you have wet my fur with tears.
We've come to know each other, throughout these many years.
Just one more hug this morning , before you drive away,
And know I'll think about you, throughout your busy day.
The time we've left together, is a treasured time at that,
My heart is yours forever, I promise...This Old Cat.

~~Author Unknown~~
Wintress_1@hotmail.com
This page is inspired by and dedicated to my neices and nephews:
Jaime, Sheri, Kristopher, and Patrick--true cat lovers! And their kitties...
Simba, Kiara, Jo, Jack, Foxy, Beauty...and Jose...who has gone to kitty heaven.
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