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Nov 2019
I met them on the roadside
Silky black ,smooth ,padded
There were two,Β Β gathering
In the hour before sunset came.

I felt the cold chill my bones
Festering the marrow to dark
Then it happened like a bark
Time to say goodbye to Silky
And Black the cats.

Love Mary. **
Written by
Mary Gay Kearns  67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
(67/F/Hertfordshire , UK)   
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