Deaf White Cat
Her eyes shine bright with coldness and sunlight
No sound can be heard by her soft white ear
She roams the street with wet white paws at night
Silence surrounds her with nothing to fear
Her coat of fur is as white as the snow
Its meow is not a roar nor a squeak
Now where is her owner? She does not know.
Her delicate paws allow her to sneak.
She sits on the road not knowing the danger
Such beautiful eyes, ice blue and thick gold
Fed a lot by a kind-hearted stranger
No one will know if she is young or old
Her fur is so matted, she is not tamed
Here’s an idea, let’s call her no name.
Jamillah Falanitule
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