Putting On a Show For Puss

Little bird you sound so sweet Intriguing kitty at my feet In treetop dawn you soar so high Tracing bright patterns in the sky The cat is wary of your flight Within the ebbing of the night He jumps the window sill and gawks At you amongst the wrens and hawks Now pouncing in the air he glides Across the panes of glass he slides But feathered one so sleek and strong You laugh as you break into song Your wings spread wide as you ascend To skies unknown and in the end Take flight for which you're well designed And kitty jumps down now resigned To watching you another day It's time for his nap anyway