Like a Cat

I want to curl up in a rocking chair

on a cushion

and sleep the sleep of a well-fed cat.

Don’t pet me; don’t call me.

I will be sleeping, and perhaps

purring.

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About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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2 Responses to Like a Cat

  1. Ray says:

    Marvelous! Made my day!

  2. grannysu says:

    Thank you, Ray. Cats have the good life, don’t they? House cats, anyway.

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