Sadie sits <br />atop the breakfast table <br />spread-eagled in her favorite square of sun. <br /> <br />Sadie sits <br />stand-offish by the door, <br />when strangers seek to pat her tortoiseshell. <br /> <br />Sadie sits <br />a-snoozing on the couch, <br />her fierce white whiskers twitching in her dreams. <br /> <br />Sadie sits <br />discretely on your lap <br />her purring motor soothes your grumpiness. <br /> <br />Sadie sits <br />behind me on this chair <br />she’s taking up more than half my buttock space - <br /> <br />but I haven’t the heart to kick her off!<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sadie-sits/
