Except...
a hard ass old man,
bent over with time and work,
stopped to pet a stray cat.
without a word,
or a second thought,
just stopped for a moment.
no one knew him,
no one understood him,
what he'd done or been through...
except, maybe, the cat!
stray cats, in a world
gone hard and cold!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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