Poetry Friday: Alley Cat

There’s this grey cat that lives at the end of our street. He’s always perched on the railing outside his house in the early, early freezing cold Toronto morning, all huddled up, waiting patiently for his owner to let him inside after a night on the prowl.  When I see him there, it’s all I can do not to go snatch him up and bring him to live with me in the lap of luxury, where he’ll never be cold, and where there will always be snacks and cozy spots to sleep in the sun. I wonder what he would choose? A life of freedom (and icy cold mornings), or an indoor existence complete with endless pampering?

Alley Cat – by Esther Valck Georges

A bit of jungle in the street

He goes on velvet toes,

And slinking through the shadows, stalks

Imaginary foes.

(from The Beauty of the Beast, poems selected by Jack Prelutsky)

(photo © Michael Jastremski for openphoto.net CC:Attribution-ShareAlike)

3 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Alley Cat

  1. Pingback: Poetry Friday: Red Sled « Picture Book of the Day

  2. Angela Cerito

    I know what you mean about wanting to offer comfort. You can give it a try as long as you’re not too disappointed if you find out that freedom is what he desires.
    Nice poem. And GREAT pic!

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