my cat

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    my cat

    laughing ,smileing ,crying, things i do to make my life flow and pour into tommorrow. My life is simple but my heart is difficult. All this is is like my cat, strange as it sounds.
    My cat waits for me to come to him,
    my cat doesnt not judge me or make me feel ugly.
    my cat loves me plays with me,
    he waits for me as i relax and eat.
    he waits as i do the thing i need to pay more attention to him.
    i lay down on my bed watching tv,
    he jumps on my bed and purrs.
    My cat loves me and does not tell me no or i cant do something,
    my cat understands how i am and what i do.
    these thing i talk about are what and how i feel, i just wish that peole could understand aswell as my cat. My eyes are simple and my heart is pure but my mind i guess isnt what people want. What should i do? What can i do? these questions rise in my mind everynight and i dont have a answer. People know the feelings but dont show them, i guess i show too much of myself or not enough. Well thank you for reading and i hope you undwerstand how i feel.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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