strange cat

a strange cat
is on your porch when
you arrive home.
a striped grey
tabby with a white
chin. it meows
and rubs her body
and head against
your leg as you bend
down to pet it.
she wants in, but you
aren't so sure.
there is no collar,
no sign of anyone
down the sidewalk.
she stares up into
your eyes, hers are
nearly as green
as yours are.
but you don't let
her enter. you set
out a bowl of milk,
which she ignores,
shrugs, then walks
away. it wasn't
love at first site,
but she almost fooled
you.