A Cat Nap
Finding my cat outside curled up in a ball
By the door there was a happy surprise.
While taking her cat nap she was blocking the bright sun
With one soft white paw from her eyes.
In concert she loves the sun's
Pure, symphonic, summery overture.
Perhaps cats' nights and days are equal lengths,
Or almost equinoctial.
That might shed light on their strengths!
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