Behide me always was a cat
He looked at me
Looked for me
Looked after me
He never looked away
I always was in his sight.
I hated him
Cause i used to like some ones
But he always stoped me.
But a day he looked up
When you appeared
And he silently disappeared.
Now i understand
He was my tutelary genius
And he was happy to offer you
The rest of my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem