In
the late night
When
the traffic had slowed
When
the houses around the area
The
lights switched off
Leaving
the dim street lights
Shining
in the quiet night
Of
warm breezes stroking along
Maybe
counting the houses
The
white and grey cat came
Sneaking
like a robber in the night
Sniffing
his way to find his spot
He
just wanted to irritate...
The
cat slept on the shoe rack
Leaving
the mark of cat's hairs
Letting
the owner saw it in the morning
“Hah!
You thought I couldn't come in!”
In
the morning the owner saw
The
culprit of the cat came
It
was the only mark the cat left behind
To
tell his presence in the night
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