Ataka Rhodes Royse
Our Dear Kitten - Poem by Ataka Rhodes Royse
We don't want a kitten, we said it, once more,
Then one day we found him, on our floor.
He was so sweet and tiny, we fell in love with him,
The house filled with laughter full to the brim.
One day dad said, and I saw a tear fall.
This kitten is deaf, just like, was our Paul.
A lad said, give him away, to you it is not fair,
Get one that is perfect, but we didn't dare.
One morning I woke up, with a big grin,
To the right lay my husband, me next, then him,
Need I carry this tale any farther?
Three heads in array, out from under the cover.
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