Chimneys on the roofs of the old city, A sunny wind blows through the streets.
A warm day – why so cold? The sun in my eyes: I can only squint.
The world surrounds me – big, unfriendly; I'm just a cat, fluffy and small. In the alternation of sunsets and sunrises – Eternal sky and rooftops under my paws.
My endless path between antennas Under the nameless swirl of the wind: The smoothness of my steps is cut off by walls – I stop moving at the edge.
I want to go down, but we cats are resilient.
I want to howl; but that's not our custom. I wish, through the prickly snowstorms, someone would call me – quietly, by name... Sorry for the length of the message, but I couldn't resist quoting this photo exactly like this Amazing work, I like it
A sunny wind blows through the streets.
A warm day – why so cold?
The sun in my eyes: I can only squint.
The world surrounds me – big, unfriendly;
I'm just a cat, fluffy and small.
In the alternation of sunsets and sunrises –
Eternal sky and rooftops under my paws.
My endless path between antennas
Under the nameless swirl of the wind:
The smoothness of my steps is cut off by walls –
I stop moving at the edge.
I want to go down, but we cats are resilient.
I want to howl; but that's not our custom.
I wish, through the prickly snowstorms, someone would call me – quietly, by name...
Sorry for the length of the message, but I couldn't resist quoting this photo exactly like this
Amazing work, I like it