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A Poem To My Cat:

Those adorable eyes,

When I feel upset,

Yellow and green.

He’s there for me.

A mixture of colors,

Like the emotions I feel. It wasn’t visible before,

Before that fur, but now I see.

Before that little mind. When I was sad,

I had emotions I had to hide behind. I considered him my cat.

But the ripples of life, A simple pet,

Don’t last long. To take to the vet.

Creating waves instead, But now I think,

Large and strong. Of all the wonderful times,

And that was so, He’s a sentient being,

When he came by. And he isn’t mine.

My cat, my heart, Maybe that’s why,

And the one of my life. I understand him so.

At times, He will always be there for me.

When I’d be gone. And I will always love him so.

I came to know,

He was waiting for me all along.

By Tara webster MYP 2b