“It’s just a cat,” people say.
But I see you in a different way.
When the night is full of snow and sleet,
There you are...warming my feet.
Nothing like a cat to start your day.
Your last pair of pantyhose? Time to play!
Put on another set of clothes.
Pretty slacks, forget the hose.
Now I notice that you’re shedding.
Here is something that I’m dreading!
To the car, I’m in a big rush,
Driving and wielding my lint brush.
But I remember how you purred at me.
Squinting eyes, your smile to see.
You climb up, we’re nose to nose.
I’ll forgive you for the pantyhose.
© By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)