My Sleepy Cat Poem by Daniel Miltz

My Sleepy Cat



She eats aplenty, plays, and sleep
My cat does nothing more, hereon
Dozes well, adept at count'ng sheep
Wakes to stretch, mouth a gaping yawn

She stands up, bends, and turns a some
Lays back asleep --to no avail
Naps last, until the day is done
Come night-time, a different tale

© daniel miltz

My Sleepy 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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