This touched me today so thought I’d share

[trudy1]

Poem from a Feral Cat

I may never be a lap cat,

or one who comes when called.

I may resist the hand that tries to touch

and some may think I’m flawed.

I may prefer my freedom

to your warm and cozy house

I may reject a bowl of finest foods

for the chance to catch a mouse.

But the box you put out for me,

Feels safe and warm and dry.
And I raise my eyes to thank you

when I see you walking by.

I eat the food you give me

I listen to your voice

I may never be a lap cat

but thank you for offering me the choice.

One day I’ll see the winter,

one day I’ll feel the rain,

I may grow old not knowing

there is freedom from this pain

I know you’ve tried to help me

and although my days will end

I may never be a lap cat

but I know you are my friend.


⋄ Author Unknown ⋄

 

[Furballsmom]

Thank you so very much for sharing this

 

[DeesCats]

I just saw that poem on a local rescue's facebook page yesterday.

 

[catloverfromwayback]

Thank you for sharing this.