A Poem on My Pets
I love to watch my white cat and my ginger cat’s antics
They slyly creep, then naughtily or quickly dart away.
So different from our Australian Shepherd dog are they.
The dog is loving and sweet, but she lacks a cat’s finesse.
She always makes such messes and lacks the felines’ soothing purr.
I long to have my cats around to stroke their pretty fur.
I have to be content with the few rare times
when one or the other of the cats comes to me when I’m on my bed.
Then it’s often just because they’re wanting to be fed.
Ah, the white one I love so much - he’s come to me, merely for my touch!
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