Love Token (Dead Shrew)
Listen to Lesley read her poem ...
The cat left a dead shrew at my door
In kindness, love or hope.
I picked it up and composted it.
I would have eaten it if I could.
He’s not my cat.
In kindness, love or hope.
I picked it up and composted it.
I would have eaten it if I could.
He’s not my cat.
This poem is copyright (©) Lesley James 2025
About the Writer
Lesley James
Lesley is a recipient of the Representing Wales Award 2024-25. She is a teacher and poet who writes for young people and less young people. Nothing is more funny, thrilling or entertaining than the real life you can see from your own window!
