Got To Get Home Before It's Too Late! Poem by Lily Austin

Racing on the road,
Trying to get home,
Will I make it?
Or will I not?

Almost their,
But not quite yet,
I’ve got to get home,
Before it’s too late.

My cats giving birth,
I don’t know what to do,
She’s my little cat,
And will always be.

I’m home at last,
But it’s too late,
The family’s already extended,
There’s nothing I can do.

One’s black,
Ones Tabbyish,
They are my kittens,
Once and for all.

I thought it had finished,
But no it had not,
2 more were born,
And that is final.

I was lucky,
Thrilled like a dog,
I saw 2 and that’s good enough.
Now I’ve got 4 kittens instead of 2 kittens.

Ones Black,
Ones Tabbyish,
Ones black and white,
And ones black with a white chin.

There mine,
There mine,
There going to have to go,
I know,
But at least I get to keep them for 8-12 weeks.

They’re really small,
They’re really cute,
I’m glad I got home,
Because I wasn’t too late.

(extended from my other poem: Got to get home)