'my Big Blue Peepers'

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I came in a tattered old box, the grand size of a man's shoe box. I knew that I was unwanted, around a big empty house I wandered. On a drive in the country one day, these people said I was cute and took me away. But, the novelty of a kitten wore off quickly, I ran and jumped and was just too wiggly. So, they gave me to this girl who likes cats, well, here I am sweet girl, congrats! She opened the lid slowly and peeked inside, I was so scared my meow was tongue-tied. Hello beautiful, she said- but I was frozen, my kitten spirit had been broken! In the next days things were happening, around her apartment I was galloping. I had new toys, like squeaky mice and balls, and I would come when I heard her calls. There were pretty food dishes and a brush, my fur she would tame whispering, hush-hush. But, the sweetest was being on her lap, purring, purring, purring during a sweet cat nap. The best thing that ever happened to me, is finding my forever home with this girl of glee! She does not care that I am too fluffy, that I have no manners and can be scruffy. She cares little that I like to scratch things, from a cat tree this kitty now clings and springs! She says she adores me to pieces, whispers that she loves my big blue peepers; and I sure love this girl- to pieces and pieces. ___________________________ September 3, 2018 Poetry/Personification/'My Big Blue Peepers' Copyright Protected, ID 18-1186-659-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to FFI Blog Series 20 - Personification Brian Strand Podium Place 1