...maar een Haiku van Marjorie voor haar kat Pangur Ban:
A kitten alone
On the walled garden rim,
I’ll have to mind him.
Here on my mountain
Though he’s free to come and go,
He won’t ever know.
He’s king of the hill
But he’s not aware of that,
The poor orphan cat.
Timid and scaredy,
Afraid of fox, sheep and hare,
Seeking refuge here.
Hugging the heaters,
Sheared of his long, long hair,
Refusing fresh air.
Begging attention,
Claws, though clipped still very sharp,
Blood flows from my heart.
Foto: Marjorie