The Cat
I have been up since before six.....
I guess you wonder why....
I'm not sure....
Nothing to fix.....
Dark was the sky....
But I felt the touch......
Of something.....
It was a cat....
A baby cat....
Nails clinching....
Telling me good morning....
How are you.....
Did you sleep good.....
The hour or two....
I think it was about three...
Maybe even four.....
I should have put the cat ....
Back down on the floor....
I just couldn't tho.....
It was just so darn cute.....
Purring at lil ole me.....
And love it was too show......
I know it got out of the cage......
And came to sleep with me.....
Over and through the night......
Morning he said as he held on tight....
No the cat didn't talk......
To me at all......
I had to take a walk.......
With Him....
He came to call......
So a cup of coffee......
After my drive.......
He knows me.......
And how I come alive.......
So here I am......
And here I go......
That lil ole cat, and me......
That's the story.....
The cat .... still don't know......
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