(August 4th,1926 / New York City)

My Felicitous Feline

My kitten speaks to me with his eyes
Eyes, piercingly sublime
Twin green lanterns mesmerize
Their beauty working overtime

He brushes up against my leg
Lovingly on all four paws
He seems to have me rightly pegged
Knows just what I’m a sucker for

His mews mean what, I’m not quite sure
Yet they melt me in an instant
Aggressive, demanding, but always demure
Those mews are sweetly persistent

As man and feline, we’re just great pals
He is my four-legged brother
Though our species differ in vertebrals
We’re grandly in sync with each other

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Comments (4)

Life is a kitten in a sack.
Sweet, I know the feeling of companionship with cats, they just give their all to you. They melt your heart, so easily. Loved this one. Love Ernestine XXX
Lovely sentiment. Your cat ought to be proud!
a grand poem! the heart touching another heart joy abounding