By Balasubramaniyan
One stormy night I heard a low meow sound
I searched the location of it around
Sooner I identified the ground
It was a cattle water tub of round
I looked in to large water tub deeply
And I found a small black cat creepy
It struggled for its life completely
I helped it to come out from the icy tub easy
It made a purr sound loudly
Branded me by its paw claws badly
And rushed into my room rashly
Meandered here and there madly
It hid under a sofa silently
I put a cup of milk before it cleverly
Gradually it came and drank it gallantly
Once again it went under the sofa quickly
It made meows to seek my attention frequently
I was not sure why I loved the visible soul
It licked my face and wagged its tail gleefully
Soon I became an ailurophile role.
By Balasubramaniyan
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