Meesha Poem by Bonnie Collins

Slumbr time is it? You are nestled so
comfortably in the middle of my lap, as
your wiskers are jerking away in dream
land of mice and birds

As you seem to try to strech reaching
another foot or so it seems, your little
warm body has now taken hostage of
me, Dare I move only to have you give
me a look as if to say DO YOU MIND?

But I won't do that, as I have to admitt
I enjoy holding and cuddling with you
but then again, you have granted me
the pleasure haven't you?

For Meesha the 'other lady' in our house..