My Felicitous Feline
My kitten speaks to me with his eyesEyes, piercingly sublime
Twin green lanterns mesmerize
Their beauty working overtime
He brushes up against my leg
Lovingly on all four paws
He seems to have me rightly pegged
Knows just what I'm a sucker for
His mews mean what, I'm not quite sure
Yet they melt me in an instant
Aggressive, demanding, but always demure
Those mews are sweetly persistent
As man and feline, we're just great pals
He is my four-legged brother
Though our species differ in vertebrals
We're grandly in sync with each other
by Stan Cooper...7/22/02 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2007-03-08 at 03:17
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