Poem By Daniel Murphy
Oh to be cat,
How wonderful-not a problem in the universe.
Or even better a kitten,
Wow-no worries or cares:
Innocence is a kitten playing with its tail,
Everything a toy in a young feline’s world.
Even your toe is fair game,
Your sock in the air being torn and hurled.
Mid-climbing the curtains,
Its coat it must clean.
With a lick to its paws,
Its fur starts to sheen.
Distracted so easily by everything in sight,
A fly on the window gets curious looks.
And with a crawl and a jump,
The insect is nabbed with its playful hooks.
Run, tumble, grab and let go,
Games created out of thin air.
A kitten’s life is forever fun,
Not a worry in the world, no, not a care.