Her Garden of Cats

Somewhere Beneath the tall strings of grass And wild, wild flowers Quietly moving about Eyes searching on an endless journey Listen… Just the sound of the wind Waving the flowers softly Back and forth, to and fro Little tiny padded feet Move ever so swiftly about Still a moment Then… A burst of quickness Under the tips of the tall, tall grass Under the beauty of the wild, wild flowers She has grown An incredible garden of cats