Brian Counsell

My Cats. - Poem by Brian Counsell

Kittens are like wind up toys, runnung and leaping.
Then they collapse where they play...sleeping.

Aways hungry but cuddly and warm
One sad face, I called her forlorn.

Possum and Purrline, Georgie and Fred.
harder to find names with my tired head.

Wish they wouldn't grow I like them like this
Purring small fur balls, absolute bliss.

With my purring friends I am never alone
They are what turns a house to a 'Home'.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 13, 2005

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