The old maid and her tabby cat
Live together happily
in their small ground floor council flat
Where from the window they can see.
Pedestrians who hurry by intent
upon their own affairs
But others walk more soberly
as though weighed down by worldly cares.
They are content to stay at home
and watch the busy world go by
The cat is far too old to roam
her mistress ventures out to buy.
Although she goes reluctantly
the food they need from local stores.
The grocers and the bakery.
The old cat stays at home of course
but welcomes her ecstatically.
The moment that she steps inside
their haven of security.
Safe from the dangers of outside.
They keep each other company
the old maid and her tabby cat.
They are contents as they can be
in their small ground floor council flat.
29-Jul-08
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nobody is an island.....great piece simple yet very poetic............thanks.
Hey, this is a cute! ! ! poem. In a way, I see the cat and the woman kinda having a friendship. I picture her man gone (passed) and the old cat is there to keep her company. The cat is there to keep her happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The old maid loves her ground floor flat And her companion, (the tabby cat) A lovely poem and story written Makes me want to buy, a kitten! A tabby kitten me thinks 'twill be To keep me each day - company! ! *10*! Great read Ivor! ! Friend Thad