Felix... (wiersz)

his big, dark gray eyes staring at me in the morning...
his slightly touch, his patience and mildness...
what could I dare to miss more?

life goes slowly when I am with him...
time is nothing worth...
money is worth less...
there's no career,
no hurry,
no stress...

only what is worth...the kindly caress of his....
the touch I miss...
every time more and more...


please don't tell me ... it's just a cat...