Poem By Jon Alan

Inquisitive nature, that cat.
How very curious,
How simply luxurious.

Where is the well that your questions
come from, that they never cease
even while you rest,

You ponder and feel your way
Even as you rest you get your way.

You ponder as I ponder Cat.
we aimlessly wander.

Comments about **poppycat

aw gosh, this was really cute. best care, sjg

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