This Poem Inspired by the book and a few real life events.
(Free Verse Poetry: Dosent Have to Ryme )
Looking out the window I wonder when will my kitty come home?
On a summer day last year when we went on a trip we took kitty with us
and we acidentally lost her.
I wonder when my kitty will come home.
It is fall now.
My mom and dad think kitty will never come to us.
But I think she will come home.
Isn't that what cats do? I wonder to myself
Some Where in the city my kitty roams alone
No one to talk to.
No one to give her love.
Nobody to give her her favorite food.
//Sigh//I hear a tapping on the window.
I see no one..
I go up the window and look out.
A Cute Dirty Black Kitty.
Could she be mine? My Lost Kitty?
She Is! :D My Kitty Has Returned!
She Came Home..
She Came Home... <3
Nikki Van Davis 11:58, October 24, 2014 (UTC)