The Kitten from under the chair Thank God for the day the drug bust took place The Sting was set up and the early morning began Kicking down the door yelling and seeing their face As the task force entered weapons raised, the victim ran The sounds of cyiruns from police cars gather, road blocks in place I wonder that day who of us would go home that night, or that man weapons drawn and hostage began, police cars every where during the chase After it was over hostage was released, victim in cuffs arrested were pleased. Task force enter the building of **** , under the chair was a kitten that was left. She was so tiny frail and shaken, eyes of fright the kitten was taken I took her home gave her milk,wrapped her in a blanket ,laid her to rest Tiny frighten little kitten, She inhaled so much ****, sickly and shaken. I adopted her and gave her a name and so much love I felt. Her nane is penny and I made sure I would adopt her before she was taken The kitten from under the chair She's 18 years old now and has epileptic seizures treated with Phenobarbital and loving care Oh how I love the kitten from under the chair that has given me so much love I'm retied and so is she we both love each other til the years set us free.
I have to rewrite this poem, add to it and take some things out, "a unfinished poem"