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The Run

March 26, 2021
By Meg_H GOLD, St. Louis, Missouri
Meg_H GOLD, St. Louis, Missouri
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Creeping around, back and forth

Moving weightless feet

On creaky floors


I listen and ask my first,

“Why?”

The pitter and patter of the strutting

As if she’s on a catwalk


Where she’s going, unknown

A maze of wandering

Amazed with wondering


She begins to run

Faster and faster

Waiting for no one 

Announcing to everyone


Then it stops

Everything is quiet

The run is over.


The author's comments:

This poem is about my cat running in the hallway in the middle of the night.


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