Flower

I wrote this poem after observing the cat, laying in a sunbeam.

Flower





The sun shines brightly, inviting all who seek,

The cat lays contently, and his coat is soo sleek,

His belly is full, he took an hour to clean,

And today is a good day, he's not being mean,

But to layin the sun, with no worries or work,

And let the sun warm you, and know what you're worth,

To me and my family, the cat is truly priceless,

I would not trade him for anything

Not even in a crisis,

He is my kitty, and i love him,

The sun warms him kindly,

While he dreams about nothing..