My cat died this morning
and i loved Him, i loved him.
He was 9 years old, and he was grey , and he was yellow.
And i found him close to me when i woke up, when i stood up.
He was eating [...] no he was dying .
and then i died ... at least i cryed .
He was a friend, which i can remember the name.
i faked a smile when they came home to pay a tribute to my dear friend
but actually i was mistaken , and i was sad, i was very sad.
And then they close the basement door . . . and i lost him for a long time, for ever and more.
Le Chat, par mOi .
on ne comprend pas forcément la signification d'un poême...
de la même façon l'un et l'autre. je laisse à ceux qui le veulent le choix
de me faire part de leurs suppositions.