Tribute to Moo

I went through all my old poems and came upon this one. If I only knew when I wrote it (in 2004) I would have a cat of my own some day…



Klein en soepel met skerp-tand-mond

loop hy kop in die lug rond.

As hy hasepad kies – is hy gou weg.

Kan rats mure klim en met naels veg.

Vir ‘n kat krap hy sy naels aan bome

nuwe begin – altyd op nuwe trone.

Hy’s oulik, sag en liefdevol

hy laat my hart sommer in die rondte tol!





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I am a 23 year old (at heart) who loves anything nonsensical

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