Vincent Van Gogh

A cat stopped by, I wondered why, looking like Vincent Van Gogh.
Half and ear, orange hair, I cared, it was feeling low,

Starving and thirsty, I thought it needs a hand up.
Weary of what was in the house, frightened of my pup,

I thought of a quick remedy, so I gave it some food.
Then after offered water, I did not want to be rude.

Van Gogh disappeared soon after, which I soon realized.
If the cat does not find a home, it surely will die.

I do not like to see suffering, since I surely understand,
That is why it is natural, to give a helping hand