The Cat Hater

a tall glass
of chilled lemonade
in his hand,

      he sits
      in a rattan lounging chair
      at the veranda

              that looks out
              to a tropical beach
              in his summer home;

                       something furry
                       on the floor moves between
                       his sandy feet;

              looking down,
              he sees a kitten curled cozily
              in a nap there;

      other times
      he would have kicked
      the animal away,

but not now,
he can be truly tolerant
on a very lovely day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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