Today’s Purrsday Poetry post comes from Patricia Carragon.
Two shining stars, like jewels from winter’s sky,
all matched her eyes of bluest gray. A stray
cat made her home beneath a car and she
was quiet. People, too involved with thoughts,
never saw those rare jewels from winter’s sky—
the angel cat that lived beneath a car.
She’d sit and watch a scene of passing legs–-
her face was like a mask that’s carved from snow.
She wore two pairs of mittens and a bib
that’s made from soft white fur to keep her warm.
The cat was quiet, yet hungered for love,
until I looked at her and saw her eyes—
the shining stars that glowed beneath the car.
I walked over to the cat and offered
my hand to greet her. The angel cat came
beside me, trusting me to take…
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