Cat Star
She must have gotten into the cat nip.
She's whirling around the house.
Like she's being chased
by the ghost of her friend.
She's finally settled in
atop of the concrete couch...
twitching like a whiskered star.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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