Thinking of a black cat

Because I could not stand to be solitary
I was thinking of a black cat
He is the one I see frequently
in the twilight; it is his habitat

His gold eyes twinkle like stars
in much lower sky 
Its flicker charms our hearts
I oft stop my stepping nearby

I try to talk with him, but he is gone
as though not seeing me.
The solitude; at the moment; comes upon
And it ever fills my free

 

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間違いなど多々あると思いますが、初心者なので、あしからず。