"Royalty"

“Royalty”

She has a regal poise and pleasing grace.
Her body language somehow says it thus.
She is a princess and she knows her place.
She’s far superior to all of us.

She looks at nothing, seeming nonchalant
As she begins her daily grooming rites.
Sometimes she acts just like a debutante
Who’s simply waiting for the day’s delights.

Her Highness saunters to her throne of silk,
Relaxes, looking proud, for all to see.
Her loyal subjects hurry to bring milk
This royal treatment is her destiny.

If only everyone could live like that.
It would be so sublime to be a cat.


Shakespearean sonnet form
abab - cdcd - efef - gg


3-23-07