My Cat Poem by Daniel Miltz

My Cat



She squats, a noiseless, brilliant sphinx
And thinks with drowses, yawns, and purr
She turns upward, gives her full think
Grinning into her soft fur

I put down my book and see her
O' as she brushes it pretty
With delicate tongue, she prefer
Tail held high -'My Serenity'

© daniel miltz

My Cat
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: cat
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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