My Cat Poem by Antony Glaser
My Cat
Shes a huntress
least that offend you
I have a fictional love affair
with my cat
All she wants is food and warmth
of my bed
Her eyes follow me
her paws entangle my hands
The elixir of her breath
is unearthly
She not outstare me
She knows my moods
although I can never second guess hers
She ages with quite dignity
I indulge her with my feelings
Her countenance knows withstanding
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