Pawprints in the white powdery snow
Come and go.
I could tell by the tracks
They belong to a cat.
Perhaps it went looking for a mouse
Near my house
Or maybe it was trying to get in
To escape blustery winter winds.
I could not discern for sure the destination
But in the snowy drifts those tracks were an elation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem