17.1.11

Misty - Our Friend

Poetry


It was many many years ago
that our friend came to stay.
She jumped over the back fence
and charmed us that very day.

She was patient, kind and caring
and soothed my daughters’ heart.
We knew that it was heaven sent
right from the start – or did we?

The gold fish went missing.
The neighbours were in uproar;
their dogs were being beaten up.
What were fences meant for?

My visitors were anxious
if they looked her in the eye.
She became well known
for letting a right hook fly.

The dead pigeons were left
where they couldn’t be missed.
Scolding didn’t help at all
the response was a deadly - hiss!

She stayed for several years
and then one day – she left.
We thought we would be glad,
but instead we were quite bereft.

By now you know she was a cat
and - Misty was her name.
Despite all the angst she caused,
we still miss her - just the same!

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