The Stranger’s Cat

Martha L Shaw - Poet, Writer, Artist

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Glancing outside my window

and across the street,

I see a tired home

in near darkness.

I wonder who lives there

for I have never seen

your face

oh neighbor of mine.

I wonder if you are happy

or sad,

tall or short.

I know you have love in your heart,

for I have met your cat.

I see the garage door

is always left open . . .

not much,

but just enough for my furry friend

to pass in and out.

I’d like to someday meet

the one who loves my furry friend.

by Martha L Shaw – Copyright – 1-30-2013

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