play
pounce
leap
scamper
chase your tail
paw the pencil
------under piano
rub against leg
purr for a hand
stretch out and sleep
where did you come from?
waiting at our door in snowy starvation
thinking: here’s a home for me
now here
playing hunter
in our hardwood/carpet forest
we watch and smile
at life so sung
No comments:
Post a Comment