I had been searching high and low for the perfect cat
visited adoption centers and grooming centers every day
Then one day I decided to walk into a pet store at the mall
and lo and behold, in front of me was the prettiest black cat
I knew the sales girl well I used to call her "the cat whisperer"
She treated every cat with such loving reverence
When I asked if I could adopt her she just stared at me blankly
"Do you realize that today is Halloween"
there is a rule  here, we don't sell black cats on Halloween!  
Some people are cruel and torture them
I shook my head not believing what I was hearing;
Meanwhile two big green eyes pinned me as if to say ,
"won't you adopt me please, get me out of here "
The sales girl relented partly because she knew me,
partly because of her soft tender heart,
"tell you what,  fill in the papers and  come back tomorrow "
I smiled as the world righted before my very eyes,
she licked her paws then let out the cutest meowl,  
she was mine, and she knew it !

If our tongues were blades,
They'd be hiraeth lulling me to sleep.
An exotic dance, a battlefield

tears
are the ink
for the pen
a poet uses
to write