Virgolino

Virgolino was a stray little cat,
yellow as a meadow of daisies,
a round muzzle with sweet eyes ...

Curious as every feline fell off the porch.
and was abandoned there even by heartless owners,
hiding in garages, sleeping in car engines,
always covered with oil, looking for someone with a heart ...

always full of fear, there he joined a colony
to be able to quench hunger and thirst,
wanted the fate that today I already have a home,
where fear sets in, with heat, cuddles and food ...