the white stray cat

Once the stray kitten

White in colour short orange tail

It came to the garden

Alone and hidden behind palm trees

When I came it would run away

Knowing it wasn't its place to stay

Over the fence it jumped over

I hardly saw it again

Now it has grown

Bigger matured stray cat

It comes to the patio

Hide under the car

For days now

It seems to make its place

The garden the stray white cat stays

It will sneak in at night and early morning

As usual the white stray cat

It will stare at me for a while

Then it jumps over the fence

It will return in the night