A black kitten stumbles towards me
Its young features-
Prominent in the thick fog
The kitten, teetering on its small paws
I kneel down-
In these looming clouds
This kitten-
She rubs her head
against my outstretched hand
This poor little guy,
Not knowing where to go
Such a small speck in this big, big world
The fog blinds me for a moment-
And the kitten was gone
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 8:23 AM UTC
A black kitten stumbles towards me
Its young features-
Prominent in the thick fog
The kitten, teetering on its small paws
I kneel down-
In these looming clouds
This kitten-
She rubs her head
against my outstretched hand
This poor little guy,
Not knowing where to go
Such a small speck in this big, big world
The fog blinds me for a moment-
And the kitten was gone
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