A Stray Kitty

A S K T I R T A T Y Y Greets me After her fill, Gracefully at the door. She returns for more. Do you have anything for me? Not quiet now, but a loud wail, One quiet communication an unending MeowOwOww. The she sits at the bowl; and you wonder what for? What is served is taken, Then.. You see it is for her kittens Sometimes with relish, More is served; the babies appear at times with grimace. Then it is fun and frolic. A S T R A Y K I T T Y Visits me My Pet. Just A Cat Lying listless On the floor; Spreads on all four Thanx for the treat; A tossed Tibetan bag! Sight to behold; Oh! That serene grace; At peace She rests; Zen eyes withhold secrets; Tell-tale A L E