Musso Poem by Gert Strydom

Musso my ginger Persian cat
lies stretched out
and sleeping
on the box of my computer.

Every now and then
he opens his golden eyes
and yawns and stretches out
his golden-yellow striped
left foot.

When I stroke his head
he stretches it back
and there’s a smile
of pleasure
with two tiny protruding white teeth.

At times this beautiful golden monster
brings his presents to me
and any big grasshopper,
mouse, rat, bird
or snake
that he finds
surprises me at times.