My Two Cats Poem by James Donovan

My Two Cats



I had two little kittens
I named them Pat and Mike
And as they grew I soon found out
How much they were alike

They would romp and frisk all day
And never seem to tire
For them life was a special treat
They were little balls of fire.

They'd chase after a bit of string
Or play with any toy
And when I made them stop to eat
They almost jumped with joy.

I watched them grow to adult cats
And as they did I learned
That their loyalty and affection
Was something I must earn.

I would pamper them with special treats
I would gently rub their fur
And I knew that they were satisfied
When I heard them softly purr.

I would let them climb into my bed
And sleep with me all night
Then they would wake me with a meow
When the sun was shining bright.

As my cats began to age
I worried every day
How much longer would they live
And so, to God, I'd pray.

Please let them live a little longer
They are my family
It's always been the three of us
Just Pat and Mike and me.

My Two Cats
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: family
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