Day in day out,
I'm staring at a TV,
but never did I notice
someone looking at me.

Scraping on the glass
gave my heart a leap,
as two glowing eyes
look to flea the heat.

I rush over to the door,
and open it to find
a small black cat
that refuses to come inside.

So bitterly I walk,
back over to the TV,
until I hear a scratch
upon the window screen.