Cat Calls

by Lee A. Hart



High overhead on a slender bough,
I hear her voice; she's calling me now.
How did you get up there anyhow?
Just get me down, meow!

Watching an action flick; sock, boom, pow!
But there's a thud, what's she up to now?
Get off the table; that ham's my chow.
Then feed me now, meow!

Peacefully dreaming in bed, but now,
I'm hit in the chest; oh holy cow!
Bright little eyes saying, "Catch me now."
It's time to play, meow!

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This poem is about Minnie, my wife's little tortoise shell cat. She was the sweetest little thing, but definitely a "night person". One of her joys was to carry a marble into the bathtub, and bat it around at 3am.

A poem by Lee A. Hart, © 1984-2021 by Lee A. Hart. Created 3/6/2012. Last updated 1/24/2021.
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