The Yellow Cat

The yellow cat comes
every morning and sits
quietly beside a hole
that goes under the shed
it sits there for at least
thirty minutes then wonders
off. I watch this every morning
wondering if the cat had
seen a rabbit or squirrel go in
there, most likely a sent.
Watching the cat for a while
as usual i was startled when
it snagged something, a baby
rabbit, my heart quickened
as the cat took the baby and
with pride sped off over the
fence. Stunned i felt a sense
of sadness. Knowing nature
is just the way it is didn't
me feel any better that day
The cat continues to come
in the mornings, i no longer
watch it and it's patience
for fear i might just see it's
proud face once more