The Orion Lion and I

I heard a sound
Hitherto my cat is anticipating
It came through the windows glass
A cry for love I thought it was a baby’s
Perhaps a beeping Eolian outside
The yellow curtain was stripped aside
By my home Orion
The lion within still looks for the sound that flew in
I take a glimpse slowly at the two
As if moving grass from my view
Pigeons bonding
But sadly in a few they happily flew
And still the Orion Lion awaits the deux
Every hour by the window

Poetry by: Farah A.Y


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