Kittenish

KITTENISH 


                         I am knitting mitten
                         My pretty Kitty kitten
                         turning over on lichen,-
                         suddenly rushed to kitchen
                                        in cheerful frolic mood
                                        not trying to touch food,
                                         nature, polite, good,-
                                         even me acting rude.
                                                       While offered milk
                                                       loves to sip and licks,
                                                       relishes to drink, -
                                                        and happily winks.
                                                       
    On sofa I am sitting
    engaged on knitting
    foe perfect fitting,-
    playful kitten biting
                         woollen ball, hitting with poll
                          to slip rapid, tumble and roll
                          unwinding the running scroll,-
                          slowly unfolding, till the whole
                                                   gradually diminished,
                                                    ultimately vanished.
                                                    Kitten got astonished:
                                                    Playing fenile kittenish. 
                                                     
                                       
 03/12/23

Re-edited on 03/ 15 /23

Beloved Pets
                                  Third Place
Contest by BJ Legros Kelly

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