Companions

The old maid and her tabby cat
Live together happily
in their small ground floor council flat
Where from the window they can see.

Pedestrians who hurry by intent
upon their own affairs
But others walk more soberly
as though weighed down by worldly cares.

They are content to stay at home
and watch the busy world go by
The cat is far too old to roam
her mistress ventures out to buy.

Although she goes reluctantly
the food they need from local stores.
The grocers and the bakery.
The old cat stays at home of course

but welcomes her ecstatically.
The moment that she steps inside
their haven of security.
Safe from the dangers of outside.

They keep each other company
the old maid and her tabby cat.
They are contents as they can be
in their small ground floor council flat.

29-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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