Cat In A Wooded Landscape

The cat had wandered far from home, God knows how he got there, Now all alone he had to roam, With no-one else to care... The wooded landscape looked forlorn, Just rocks for company, That's why he treated life with scorn, As lonesome as could be... He ventured far and wide each day, Another cat to find, To offer hope along the way, Perchance to change his mind... And so for weeks, he travelled hard, Across by day and night, So terrified he stayed on guard Through every sound and sight... At last, the wood came to an end, The city streets he saw, In time, God helped him meet a friend, The city to explore... No human master to control, Just living fancy free, To find some food and have a stroll... How nice... Don't you agree? Denis Martindale, copyright, May 2014. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford, nb Google search gayfordgallery. Find more wildlife poems using Google search for the search phrase Stephen Gayford poetry.