When I have grown from tigerlet
Into master of my house
I will call for nip, for bowls of tuna
And my toys will all be mouse
My whiskers will be ten inches long
They'll feel vibrations in the air
I will know when you are coming home
While you're still a mile from here
When I have grown from tigerlet
I'll roar when I wake up
'Twill shake the whole foundation
When my paws go thump and thump
My eyes will be so very keen
I will see into your heart
And know when you are sad or glad
When we're together or apart
When I am big with great, wide stripes
All up and down my fur
I'll roam the rooms of my domain
Emitting a tremendous purr
When I am grown into such a cat
As the world has scarcely seen
I'll protect my home from every beast
Big, little, and in-between
When I have grown from tigerlet
Into what I will be then
You'll have to share your mattresses
I'll be too huge for my own bed
When nights are dark in all our rooms
And gentle thunder rolls
I'll protect you till the morning shines
And give comfort to your soul
When I've grown tired of prowling
After decades long have passed
I'll curl up on your warm, soft lap
And pretend to be a tigerlet again
to MyPoemList You had better hope, when tigerlet is grown, decades lived & tired, he does not sit on lap, 'cause you then might be crushed & expired! tigers may weigh over 300 and as much as over 600 pounds! ! bri :)
Thanks! And yes - in his own mind he will be a tiger even though, technically, he'll be a housecat. - Jenny
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Beautiful poem which will be appreciated by all cat lovers, including myself. I was blessed having many furry companions in this life journey. “When nights are dark in all our rooms And gentle thunder rolls I'll protect you till the morning shines And give comfort to your soul”. …. Indeed, that is the truth. Thank you very much for sharing it.
Thank you, Amir! We're so lucky cats have allowed us to share their lives. - Jenny