Yes...I am bewitching!

I am just not a pretty face, I am bewitching...
I have my scars, I have my wrinkles and frowns that sting..
I have eyes that speak my mind, that often scream...and stare
I have a dark mole right on my chin...I do openly my darkness declare..
I have a story, I have a past..I have anger,  I have fears
I have laughter and opinions...loud and clear...and silent tears...
My beauty may not shake you..nor take you...
And yet, if your eyes wander and catch my face...
You shall be bewitched, for I am just no pretty face...
You can fake sheer indifference..Though you see my difference..
Bewitching...I am for I don't hide my difference...

Outdoor cat...

 He is an outdoor cat...living his outdoor life..

He is no fluffy kitten, who will purr for your love...
He is an outdoor cat... who roams the night...
Not for him, the fancy cat food...and all locked up love
Give him any day, the street fight in freedom...and open light...
The outdoor cat...He loves you more, and asks no more
He will come back home....
Even though he loves the world out more...
Don't punish him though for being out all day...
For he comes back home, for you...everyday...

Firefly...,

For six weeks you lived, in my womb, baby
For eternity you live, in my memory, baby
I could never hold you dear in my arms
I hold you dear in my heart
Never could see your angel face
Yet, to me, you are the most beautiful...
In me you instilled life and took it away..
With you, I learnt to hope, to mourn and hope again...