Kellsey Hartmann

Rookie (5-21-1994)

The Cat - Poem by Kellsey Hartmann

Crlystal clear
And blue as can be
No puffy white clouds
Drift above me

Pointed green blades
Cushion my feet
There goes a bird!
Oh! what a treat!

Off I go!
On my chase now
Got to stay quiet
Hold back my meow

Stalking the little birdie
Creaping ever nearer
At last, I pounce!
I missed I fear

Oh well!
I let out that meow
I find a sunny lap
Time for a nap now

This is the life
As i curl up close
On my master's lap
My tail tickling his nose

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012



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