Woodland Nook volunteer Hannah has written this poem about an owner’s devotion to their pet.
Charcoal Charlie
I wake to hear a purring sound
As I climb into my dressing gown
I wander to the kitchen light
My furry love is sure in sight
“Good Morning Charlie,” I welcome him
A ball of fluff on a charcoal skin
He welcomes me with his cries in the air
A meow and purr to his despair
His bowl all empty I know it’s true
It’s what an owner has to do
I place his meat on silver tray
And watch my Charlie eat away
A buzz of bees as I open the door
I know my Charlie’s wanting more
His feed and platter all cleaned away
And hear his paws then scatter at bay
Go on my puss be free to have fun
Cos my Charlie's day has just begun
Hannah, 2014
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