A Day With Cat

Cat meanders down the stairs

He reaches bottom, says his prayers

And bites the dog ~ then tears away

A grand beginning for the day.

A window, open just so wide

Allows the cat to slip outside

A stealthy leap to pliant loam

And Cat begins his daily roam

A robin tugging at a worm

Which does its best to tug and squirm

Makes Cat’s eyes narrow into slits

He crouches down among the nits

Then SPROING! he launches into air

But so does bird to Cat’s despair

He lands on worm and stalks away

Intent on finding other prey

Above his head he hears a buzz

He sees a little ball of fuzz

In black and yellow zooming by

He swats and yelps a mewling cry

A bee has given him a sting

For all his efforts: suffering

Cat pouts and licks his wounded paw

Then, limping slightly, wanders on

Until he reaches Willow Street

Where pitter-pat he hears the feet

Of gentle, little Alice Bright

Who picks him up and holds him tight

With softest words she speaks of love

Of suns and moons and stars above

Until it’s time for his escape

And Cat runs off under a gate

Into the woods, where, by the brook

He spies a little Cat-sized nook

And settles down among the leaves

To doze the little dream he weaves

Then hours later, there’s a noise

The noise belongs to little boys

Who’ve come across Cat’s hiding place

And joyfully the boys give chase

And so they run, across the lea

Along the stream, alive and free

But Cat has had enough today

Of hunts and cuddles, naps and play

Just one thing left before he curls

Into the armchair’s cozy swirls

His tummy rumbles as he lopes

Across the lawn with fervent hopes

Of someone spooning him a dish

Of something wonderful ~ it’s fish!

He quickly gobbles up the trout

And daintily he cleans his snout

So sleepily he winks and yawns

Then purrs himself to sleep til dawn.