A Friend In Need

Like rain drops falling from the sky,

they appear at my house.

I’ve looked at my door,

To see if there is some special mark,

Like the hobos of old made

For friendly stops

Of course, I find none, knew I wouldn’t,

they know just the same.

A friend in times of need lives here.

Some are just passing through,

Others, too sick or too tired, stay.

With that special vision they have,

cats know where a friend lives.

Those that stay I rename with

One they reveal to me.

I give them all the same middle name – Lucky.

All their needs are met, by me and by the vet.

I provide unconditional love and peace,

And the vet, she does her thing too.

Sometimes they linger and grow healthy,

other times they just linger for the hospice.

Either way, I love them all,

And they respond in kind.

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