Cat Nap Poem by David Taylor
Cat Nap
So you toss and you turn
in the deep of the night?
Is it too dark,
or perhaps it’s too light?
Not cold but thinking
a blanket held tight,
might just help get
to the end of the night.
Its soft and warm,
you pull it up tight.
But wake up with a start
when you find with a fright
what you thought was a blanket
has a tail and can bite!
Are we talking cats here....? teh heh. Cute David. t x
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5/6/2024 11:13:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Purrfect poem! . I hope the fleas didn't bite as well. I have always prefurred fur. F(el) ine write. Categorical piece. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX