She curls upon my lap <br />Pawing my sweatshirt <br />Poking little holes <br />With needle sharp claws <br /> <br />Squints at me with approval <br />That I sit still to be her cushion <br />For the time privileged <br />Blessed from her presence <br /> <br />She calms my loneliness <br />Excites my playfulness <br />Gives me a chance to care <br />Fills the house with spice <br /> <br />Gives that sweet greet <br />After I arrive <br />Rubs me to remind me <br />There is good life in mine<br /><br />Rick Elpers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kisa/
