Alleycat in Amber Light.
(To the ginger friend I met today) 😻😸
In my town - chilly and winding ways,
Where cobblestones remember days,
I met a cat, all sun and flame,
And though unnamed, he knew no shame.
He sprawled with ease on concrete bed,
A golden crown upon his head.
With half-closed eyes and knowing grin,
As if the world belonged to him.
His stripes, like stories - a true eye-saint.
Across his sides - a living tan.
A little king, without a throne,
Who live in that alley, he had grown.
No leash, no fence, no need to roam—
The city's heart had made him home.
And though our paths were worlds apart,
He purred his way into my heart.
So here’s to cats who walk alone,
Yet make the strangest place feel known.
A fleeting friend, a gentle trace—
A quiet soul in a noisy place.
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