Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty!
Each kitty's just a ball of fluff,
A teeny-weeny form
And not what you'd first think as tough
And yet it's soft and warm...
And should you hold that kitty near
And look into its eyes,
A sudden thrill will then appear
Before you realise!
That little one looks up to you,
Sees smiles like none before
And though it hasn't got a clue,
Those smiles it can't ignore...
For those with twinkling eyes and smiles
Look kindly once again,
A combination that beguiles,
That's meant to, now and then...
And if your love grows constant, friend,
Your kitty friend's the same,
Thus on your kindness can depend
Each time it hears its name...
To play with rolled-up balls of string,
To chase a torchlight's beam,
Plum-tuckered out from everything,
To pause its paws and dream...
And should it purr with teeny purrs,
You have to hold it close,
It cuddles up when that occurs
And often licks your nose!
It's just its way, but that's enough,
I know it's all it's got,
Each kitty friend's born full of love
And yet it gives the lot!
Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2013.
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