Snowy: The Cat Poem by Angela Wybrow

While I was out walking,
I saw a little cat.
So I called him on over
For a little chat.

He ran straight over:
He did not hesitate.
He seemed extremely keen
To be my new best mate.

One of his eyes was blue;
The other one was green.
He had the strangest eyes
That I had ever seen.

His fur was like snow:
It was pure, brilliant white.
All in all, he really was
A most unusual sight.

He could obviously sense
That I meant him no harm,
And, upon me, he soon worked
Some of his old feline charm.

Up in to my eyes,
He intently gazed,
And the world about me
Just melted away.

Around my legs,
His body lightly brushed,
While I spoke to him
In tones, which were hushed.

I petted the little cat
For a short while.
Upon my two lips,
There played a slight smile.

Soon, it was time
For me to make tracks,
But I assured the little cat,
That I would be back.