Today’s entry in Purrsday Poetry comes from Fresh Hell
I like my cats.
They’re soft and cute.
Their ears stick up.
Their tails stick up.
They don’t make a ruckus.
They follow me quietly.
They balance grace on their shoulders.
Their eyes are cautious yellow topaz.
When they lick yogurt off my finger
They are delicate, gentle
Careful with their claws and teeth
And they purrrrr
Originally appeared on Fresh Hell