Little Gray Cat

It was late evening when I saw you alone on a branch,

way up high where wind whistles strong

your green eyes peering down at me

You knew I am alone like you,

out of place you and I

on such an autumn evening

Won’t you come inside,

share some chocolate

perhaps a bit of revelry?

The chill is wrong

for two gentle folks like us.

We deserve a better fate than this.

2 comments

  1. zeckrombryan · December 30, 2018

    Great! Love your writing style and your blog. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on! Happy New Year! ❤️❤️❤️

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  2. sdgrimes · December 30, 2018

    Thanks, we must all write on.

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