i am the cat
that roams around the neighborhood.
always wanders
never stays
belongs to no one.
i sit in the sill of a strange house
i don’t want to leave
but seasons change
and once again i’m on a journey.
some day i’ll find it
whatever it is
whoever it will be
i’ll never ever ever leave.
i’ll be content.
it may not come soon
but it will come.
as sure as the sun rises
much to early in the morning
there you’ll see me
walking
drifting
forever looking.
going, going
gone.