Leo Yankevich

Silver Star - 3,358 Points (October 30,1961 / Farrell, Pennsylvania)

Kitten - Poem by Leo Yankevich

The clouds are never quite the same.
This dusk they're mackerel with rooks
delighting far as the eye can see.
Yet here below, the same starved kitten,
(as I take out a bag of garbage) ,
behind a rusty iron gate,
waits for its tiny sachet of food.

Topic(s) of this poem: cats

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015

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