The Little Cat

The Little Cat

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I saw a cat

On a cold winter night

Outside my window it sat

Meowing to the moonlight.

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At first I asked "what's that?"

Then it meowed again

It was too small to be a bobcat

It looked to be a baby then.

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I rushed to the door

And as I opened it

It jumped up on all fours

Ran so fast, I couldn't chase it.

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It was so small

Meowing during a snowstorm

No family, nothing at all

I wanted to grab it, keep it warm.

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It chooses its human, they say

But I guess that wasn't me

I do wish it had stayed

I hope it is happy, wherever it may be..