Every cat lover has one like
this...
"Bridín"
(The Lady of the House!)
Resting head on my shoulder,
I feel honored that I hold her.
Pride and gentleness together
scratching fabric, wood and leather.
Hunting dust balls on the floor,
running in and out the door.
Watching fish cook in the chowder.
Pawing me and crying louder.
Fiercely stalking rustling dry leaves.
Needing rescue from the tall trees
My companion on my walking
In her own way, she is talking,
Telling of her fun and play.
Resting at the end of each day.
Curled so snuggly on my bed
after she's been loved and fed.
Copyright 1996, Cáit Finnegan
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