Cats are angels with fur.
They can heal with a purr.
When your broken heart needs mending
They are beside you tending.
When you are sick in bed,
Your cats are on your head.
Are you being a grouse?
Your cat will bring you a mouse.
Ever heard of applying paint to your cat?
Racing stripes are good or something like that.
Cats can fly without wings.
Cats are truly wonderful things.
Copyright 2009 Judi Jacobs
About mushcat
49 year old married woman on full disability. I have both physical and mental problems though the outside world sees me as normal. I am also a chronic insmniac that craves a good night's sleep. My hobby is art and photography and I am getting pretty good. I just started painting guardian angels. No one reads these profiles anyway so I might as well say I am from Mars and here to conquer the earth.
No really, my primary intent is to love and be loved. I believe that's what everyone's purpose in life is.
Love your poem. May your creative soul be blessed!
Here is a poem in reply. Have a wonderful day.
Black, was my cat.
Satin was his name.
Paws all soft on my face.
"Wake me up at six," I say.
He purrs and smies,
you know that cat like
smile.
All fur, warmth and love.
I miss Satin,
his ways, toys, and paw
like musings on the cream
carpet.
But you know what?
his smile still writes
my world.
Omileye Achikeobi-Lewis. Copyright 2009