it snuggles close
half closed eyes
rolling with white
its forelegs loosely
...
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I always thought a cat's life would be very enjoyable, actually... they are never expeced to work, love, obey, be kind... but yet they are allowed to be themselves with no pretenses about what they actually think of anything, including you, his 'owner'. It also kind of makes you wonder who 'owns' who, doesn't it? ? lol Love your poems! Lee
Nice poem. I myself have a very fat, very spoiled cat. He likes to pretend that he doesn't need me but we both know how much he does :) Thanks for writing something different.