Chanel (Cat Poem) Poem by Angela Wybrow

She was an adorable cat, of whom I was really rather fond.
Over time, with each other, we formed a really special bond.
To become perfect pals, I guess we both made a choice.
I would sit, and speak softly to her, in a low, gentle voice.

For me, I always hoped that she would sit and wait;
That she’d sit, waiting patiently, by her garden gate.
If she was there, with joy, I could feel my heart lift,
But, if there was no sign of her, I felt a little miffed.

Placing her paws upon my bended knees, she’d gaze into my eyes.
Sometimes, she’d touch her nose to mine, which gave me a surprise.
Whenever she did this, feeling taken aback, I would, happily, laugh,
But I felt a little shy, if someone then came walking along the path.

She would purr contentedly, as by her side, I knelt.
Inside, I could physically feel all my tension melt.
With her, I would always spend a little while.
Being in her company, always made me smile.

Being with her, I felt happy, and all day, I could have stayed,
And it was with much difficulty, that I pulled myself away.
But what people thought of me, I didn’t really worry.
To leave Chanel’s side, I was never in too much hurry.

A more loving cat, I have never ever known.
A cat like her, I would simply love to own.
Chanel was the most adorable cat, who I ever met,
And that special little cat, I will never ever forget.