Not my cat
But he came
To me when
I called him…
I called him
My Buddy

He belonged to
My neighbor…
But he’d stay
When I was
Petting and
Scratching him

He was just
Average size…
A long-haired
Ginger tabby…
But he was king
Of the neighborhood

A year now since
I’ve seen him…
My soul friend
Perhaps the last
Of nine lives has
Come and gone…

© 2016 Robert Mihaly

WRITERS WRITE prompt for 8/10/16: CAT


  1. bbeyes4 · August 16, 2016

    A wonderful visual😊

    Liked by 1 person

    • artifiswords · August 16, 2016

      Thank you, Suzanne. Just wrote from the heart. The story is true. My buddy is missed. There were many times his purr calmed me on a bad day.


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