Shadow 3 yrs. old ~ 2019
Two years ago he came
starving, cold and frightened
ribs on his body showed
as he chewed food he growled
Neighbors worried for squirrels
feared for the birds they fed
but, this starving feline
paid them no attention
Finally all gave in
daily they looked for him
where is he they would ask
he's around I replied
His name is now Shadow
still he's not adopted
but, fed by me daily
thin as he roams around
When it is cold and damp
he comes in for the night
he get along well with
Gracie and Sissy Girl
He knows his place inside
for Gracie is the boss
somehow animals know
how to be good if they...
sometimes need a warm home
- Rhoda Galgiani
Author's Note:
Original Poem written October 10, 2017