Runt

Runt

I should have saved him.
He may mean nothing to you,
just a scrawny runt of a cat.
I can’t get the image out of my mind.
He looked to me for help,
I just kept moving.
I had things to do.
Places to be. No time to help.
No time to stop.
What’s one more cat in the world anyway?
Except to the child who lost him.

Another one from the book Chasing Sunsets by Steven Carpenter.

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