Kitty In The Garden Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Here, Kitty! Come...
Outdoors all is pandemonium!
Lashing wind and driving rain-
You're too young to be slain!

Does she cling wetly to a rock?
Can she survive this shock?
Tiny kitten, third month of life,
Whose eyes have never seen strife.

I hear you, but cannot see you...
Please come in 'til skies are blue?
Yet, you're in search of the unknown;
One day you'll come home fully grown.

Here, Kitty! Return to me...
Never dreamed from safety you'd flee!
Is it that you've places yet to be,
And myriad faces yet to see?

So lovely how the garden grows...
When summer's habitual beauty shows.
And after the stormy night has gone,
Comes the sunny, rosy dawn.