Sunday, February 21, 2010

Like a Cat



She walks quietly like a cat;
she sits on the sofa quietly like a cat
watching her favorite soap opera.

How she loves fish,
eating it with her bare hand.

And when she’s told to leave the house,
she obliges
walking out the door
quietly like a cat.

But, sooner than you expect it,
she’s back, walking to her bed
quietly like a cat.



1 Comments:

Blogger its_baxter said...

i was once told i walk like a cat, but it was a totally different definition than your poem has portrayed. nice imagery

6:42 AM  

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