This Old Cat

I'm getting on in years... my coat is

turning gray. My eyes have lost their luster, my hearing

... just OK.I spend my whole day dreaming of

conquests of my past lying near a sunny window,

wait for warm repast.

 

I remember our first visit, I was coming to you

free hoping you would take me in and keep

me company. I wasn't young or handsome,

two years I'd roamed the streets.

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There were scars on my face, I hobbled on my feet.
I could see your disappointment as I left my prison cage.
Oh, I hoped you would accept me and look beyond my age.

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You took me out of pity, I accepted, without shame.
Then you grew to love me. I admit the same.
I have shared with you your laughter,
you have wet my coat with tears.
We've come to know each other, 
throughout these many years.

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Just ONE more hug this morning..

before you drive away.
And know I'll think about you

throughout your busy day.
The time we have left together

is a treasured time at that,
My heart is yours forever,

I Promise..I love you!

-This old cat