She’s as still as a statue <br />Except for one thing <br />You’ll see her tall swishing <br />Ominously <br />Her focus pin-pointed <br />On the birds in the trees <br />And patience that will make <br />An angler shy <br />She watches with eyes <br />That glint like glass <br />And her antenna like whiskers <br />Are like shivering aspen <br />She is the queen of all hunters <br />It is in the blood <br />Of this enigmatic creature <br />This hunting machine <br />While I undoubtedly sympathise <br />With her poor hapless victims <br />I cant help admiring <br />Her grace and her stealth <br />For there is one thing we all <br />Must remember that is <br />She can’t help herself <br />Because that’s who she is<br /><br />leonard daranjo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dedicated-to-treasure-a-pet-cat-with-attitude/
