Cat and Mouse

                     

Purr

 

In the time it took to cook the dinner

The cat caught a mouse.

It was almost dead by the time

He bought it back home to the house

Its red eyes, opened and glazed

I watched its tiny body heave and sigh

And wondered how it felt,

To know it was about to die.

I laid it in a box of grass

And twigs and earthy loam

And hoped it might think it had escaped

Back to the fields where field mice roam

It’s funny how I cried the moment that  mouse died

And I’ll never understand why

The cat sat purring by my side

Satisfied

‘You won’t be late with my dinner again.’

I’m sure I heard him chide.

 (C) Et

 

 

                     

 

 

 

 

 

 

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