Wrapped Up In a Blanket of Black the Chesire Felidae
The Chesire Felidae smiles down at me,
as I patrol all night on achy feet.
There is no need for artificial light,
for the Chesire Felidae smiles so bright.
Sometimes in the deep, dark, cold night,
the Chesire Felidae's elliptical smile is the only thing in sight.
When dawn approaches the smile slowly fades away,
the Chesire Felidae vanishes and hides during the day.
Copyright © Marcy Gosselin | Year Posted 2011
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