Miss Kitty has a sister pet
this cat rivals her yet
smart as can be
her name is tiger lily
Sleeps all day
runs all night
she and Miss Kitty
like to fight
Separate the two is a shame
Tiger Lily is the blame
She is a kitty in her prime
while Miss Kitty is sublime
They are resting in fairyland
no more shifting of the sand
Your poems sings like Nightingale and when read heard the song thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, let them rest in peace No more fighting, “No more shifting of the sand.” Nice thought, Heather!