Charrolate

Once an abandoned
Cat in the bushes
Once a stray trying to find her way
Charrolate was and is
My light of day
Just a young boy
Heart easily stolern
Charrolate demanded my heart in every way
This cat that put a 13 year charm on me
was my best friend and if you will,
A sort of sibling
The cat that never Lost an ounce of my heart,
CHARROLATE.

--Austin M., 14
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