The White Cat Poem by Tony Berndtsson

Sometime after eight PM
People are strolling through the town
It is easy to watch them
The colors turn me around

Today the shine will stay
The town is heavenly shaded
For this is a special day
The regulations have completely faded

We are floating above ground
Moving to the satisfaction
The night music is our sound
I love my reaction

The first time we held hands
The mall entrance was covered in frost
You changed my plans
And not to forget the car we lost


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