The Sentinel

The Sentinel
                                  Frank Halliwell

My cat has gone where all cats go
When mice get fast and cats get slow.
For sixteen years she ruled the place
As terror of the rodent race.

They all have faced their last hurrah
As victims of her fang and claw.
Once more they're gaining a beachead!
Who'll rule this Queendom in her stead?

A heroine! A puss of mark!
Perhaps a feline 'Joan of Arc'!
I see her now, all black and sleek
A tiny panther will I seek.

Strong claws that clasp and teeth that bite,
Green eyes that smoulder in the night.
She'll do her rounds and see it through,
And teach those mice a thing or two!
                       o0o
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Rain Avatar
August 25, 2013 at 4:42 PM
I love this poem , I wrote a poem about my little kitty "Vito the Kitten " and this is truly wonderful !!
Smith Avatar
June 4, 2013 at 3:58 AM
Awww! This was really sweet, and close to my heart. I lost one of mine that I had for many years and it still hurts. I loved the lines, "Perhaps a feline 'Joan of Arc' and a tiny panther will I seek". I loved this! Great job on this! Precious.
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