The Cat

she twirls,
and curls,
and claws,
and paws,
and tears,
and purrs,
and laps,
and naps.

then sleeps

resting her head
upon the bed
curled in peace
down by my knees
and seems
to dream
until I wake
that’s when she takes
her leave of sleep
and with a ”meep”
off she springs
to do those things

that cats do.