Stray

Mangled and muddy
a limp could be seen
spat on and bullied
when others were mean

Head hangs to the ground
scrounging a meal
cast out of comfort
from a love thought as real

Tiptoeing the banks
of a slow moving stream
basking in sunshine
seen in yesterday's dream

Spied a reflection
for who is this cat
one who is ugly
mangy and fat

Eyes that are lost
no purpose nor soul
sadly surrendered
hardened he strolls

Purrs echo the night  as
empty meadows he roams
searching for daisies
and a place to call home