My Niece, the Poet

Poem One

Yes I know you’re a cat,
but you seemed so human
until you licked your paw and used it to clean your face.
Your soft silky black and white fur stays clean
from your rough scratchy tongue,
you stare at me as if you know things I don’t,
you will tell me them once you stop cuddling with me,
of well I guess we’ll never know,
good night my little angel.

For Benjamin my sweet tuxedo boy.




Poem Two

A cat lap,
A cat nap,
Look a mouse!
Eek,
Squeak, squeak
Scamper, chase, sque-, meow