• Small Street-Cat

    What is there to love, in a small, street-cat?
    I dunno anything big to really show.
    He was small, and he was cold,
    and I guess if he was cheese,
    he would have some mold…
    I took him in my arms and
    Took him as my
    own, and then I finally had shown,
    what there was to love, In a small street-cat-
    The smiles
    The cuddles
    The love
    And that little nose that wakes you up just by
    cuddling your face every morning
    And that was the moment I knew
    What there was to love, in a small, street-cat.