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I found you when I lost you

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We met in the dark
Your eyes shone as you approached
Keeping the distance you made your moves
Weeks had passed since I last saw you

I had to let you go
You didn’t want to be with me
The choice you made was hard to swallow
I fought it off initially
Seeing it as a phase which would pass

But you were determined
The nights without you continued
When I brought you back in
Within minutes you vanished again

Back to the open door
WIth the food waiting for you
You no longer wanted to be with me
As painful as any loss can be

So to my surprise this night
The pain had subsided
Making room for somehing bigger
A feeling of love and compassion

As you carefully approached me
Never close enough to touch
But my heart was moved deeply
You were at home now

And yet you didn’t forget about me
As you turned around
And walked back to the door
Your meow resounded in my heart

I may have lost you to the neighbour
For the first I know
I truely found you
Thank you White Spot

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What are you looking at?

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Witte Vlek in het gras

My dear friend, what are you looking at?
You stare in the distance certain of your aim
As your glance penetrates the grass
Your ears pick up the sounds around us
What do your senses tell?
How wondrous to sit right beside you
And seeing a whole different world

As the camera points towards you
You let me know with a familiar meow
That it surely is a cats’ honor and duty
To look as if one is deeply involved
In a staring contest twenty-four-seven
And know that no one can beat you
If I promise i won’t mention the birds