A Starlit Night

The girl and the cat sat there lonely, all by themselves. They were listening to the tales, the stars of old would tell. Silently whispering in their ears, the stories they both loved to hear. They both sat on a branch, on a beautiful dusk, in spring-time March. Undisturbed in the night, there they lay, the sky without light. At midnight they started, and until dawn they lay, in their hands lay a beautiful patchwork and clay. As April passed by, and May came to stay, the girl and the cat never forgot that wonderful day. They kept the blessings forever and ever, they were such treasures as roses and heather!