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The Cat

The cat is the only one
who understands me

No ridiculous questions from him; 
no judgment so far
Sleeps all the time, 
therefore thinks nothing of my daytime naps

Very much on his terms wants to be petted, 
more often wants to hide under the bed
So much like me

Freaks out when strangers come around;
likes to mess with those he knows 
do not like him

Licks my hand and rubs on my legs 
when he knows I’m down
But is not needy in return

His eyes are deep pools of understanding
and experience...
Good kitty.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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Date: 6/19/2012 7:24:00 PM
Reminds me of my 2 lost cats...Thank you for sharing.xoxo-Melly
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Date: 6/19/2012 10:45:00 AM
Yes Indeed CATS! I love cats....congrate on being featured.... I just recently wrote a poem called priceless on cats.....well hope to see ya around... Jane
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Date: 6/19/2012 8:27:00 AM
Congratulations on your featured poem this week Kelly. Love, Carol
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Date: 6/18/2012 8:20:00 AM
Enjoyed reading this piece - congratulations on your feature this week.
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