Monday Poem- ‘Winston (or “Feast for a noble beast”)’

Winston (or “Feast for a noble beast”)

We gave a lost cat meat and more to steal
(Some milk, some love, more than a meal),
More than a once off affair.
We gave it a moment
But it decided we own it,
Now it will not leave our bloody stair.

O to speak kitten!
To know its feline thoughts,
To know this lost but noble beast,
This thing that we have caught
(And can never ever lose
Even if we wanted to),
To help it find its home.

The company I keep today
Is easiest to like,
For the unconditional
Dilemma is that this lost cat knows
How a moment goes
And that our affection grows,
I think it’s found its home.

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