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Littlefoot

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During the long
      cold days
     of January,

we attracted several cats, drawn
           to free food
     on the porch.

Two of them still visit
   now and again,

        but three

             stayed.

   Of these, my daughter

has named two, considering
    them her personal property

    (plainly, the child doesn’t
               understand
                              cats).

The smallest, however, she left
            unnamed, he so timid
        that she’s given up
                   chasing him.

      This one is my friend.

  He watches for me, and
         when I’m alone,
     he follows me around.

            He seems to recognize
                 a fellow shy soul.

I call him Littlefoot
      because he has
  tiny feet, dainty
            like a very small
                    woman's.

       He runs his petite feet
             in front of mine
         until I’m forced into
                 a stiff-legged
      uneven shuffle in my attempt
         not to step on him.

Like the rest of us,
     he needs a little affection,
            attention, the feeling that

              someone

       is happy he’s here.

         Poor creature.

               He doesn’t
                understand

       that in this hard, rushing world,

             no one has time

         to run gentle fingers
             through long yellow
                hair,

          not even hair
                as soft
                      as his.
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