A pretty cherry blossom in the park,

Sat a neko under the bench mark,

Its fur is as black as the night,

Its eyes are as blue as it might.

It meowed and pawed to those who sat;

It begged and begged for a pat;

It meowed very loud to some;

For food and a warm home.

The scene breaks my heart,

And so I showed the neko a picture of my hearth,

And I said, ‘I’ll keep you safe and warm,

Because I love you, I will keep you away from harm.’

The neko meowed under the sakura;

I smiled under the sakura;

I picked it up and wrapped it in my coat,

And ran on the way home with my tote.

Labels: cat, poem, thoughts

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