The Shadow of your Spirit

Little chirps float into the air

As my little black kitty prances around

A butterfly flutters by

Kreature bounds after it

Standing on hind legs

Paws in the air

Swatting at it softly

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He is but a shadow

In the spirit realm of play

Dancing with the butterflies

For the rest of his days

His black silky fur

Sparkles in the sun

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His trills travel through the wind

Echoing in your ears

You'll look up searching

But all that's left

Is the imprint

From where he used to sit

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• Unofficial Challenge: A Black Cat by Archibald Thorne

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