I am Deliah known as Lilybags

My big boy ,lives with us

in Gaddesden

its where

I roam the wild location

this cottage

we all share

its somewhere I can

come back to

for I am a feral cat

that means the wildness

haunts me

its exactly where I am at

with Claudia and Luca

and sometimes Rex comes by

he feeds us

and he’s fair to me

because Claudia knows that I

eat slowly

often coming back to finish

off my grub

but Bear given the chance

will scoff it all

yes thats the rub

really I gave birth to him

and he somehow forgets

then he’s a boy

my pride and joy

and its my heart

that lets

him do that

though I am hungry

but  noticeably, I

see rex sits by and lets me finish

when he does that I just sigh

I’m lily bags the wildness I  really do adore

sitting by the fireside

I am not entirely sure

being in the elements

alongside frogs and toads

alongside Moles the fox and rats

that’s  what I love loads

thats my date with freedom

thats the way for me

I can climb up on the shed

or perch

high in a tree

listen to the bird song

observe the beetles who

take their place

to help me chase

what is infinity

I love my life in Gaddesden

Claudia for me

she loves us how she loves us

and its where I like to be

she laboriously de fleas us

that helps a wild soul, and

I love her very dearly

which I know she will understand

last night and every night

I have to venture

to the far

fields the yields

are favourable

I follow the great north star

the wind

the rain

the hail

the snow

the sunshine its for me

not toasting my tootsies by the fire

for a feral cat I be

thats not saying that I cannot

I like it on the stairs

I sit up there and contemplate

my future

our affairs

of life that really

is my guiding light

I love the cottage so

but I tuly have to get away

legs into gear most every day

which goes to show my boy

he’s a  big lad

and he

eats too much, and tries then  to tell me

he is healthy

he is, but he just denies me

sometimes seemingly

forgets I am his mother

and of course that I can see

I do need my  freedom

how I have got to roam

to meet up with the wild folk

and tell them about my home

tell them about, Claudia

tell them how much I

love her,

need her

want her

and sometimes I like to lie

half asleep and think of her

how sometimes she yells

but sweetly I remember

that she

rings all my bells

I came to her with a busted paw

in pain

and in a state

she took me in

she loved me

and gave me a plate

of food ,her love was

bountiful

she’s always there  for me

although I am a feral cat

as everyone can see