Midnight

The beautiful black cat,

The one I never originally picked out,

But the one I'm glad I ended up with

The beautiful black cat who sleeps with me at night,

licks my tears when I'm crying,

and is always there for me

The beautiful black cat that made moving out at 17 easier,

the reason why I live off-campus while in college

I love you Midnight,

I wouldn't change a thing.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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