Their eyes so majestic;
and the smirk in search of mice,
the smooth cozy fur and wonderful love –
a little naughty, a little nice.
Every jiffy spent blinking amounts to be a heap.
The variation that is profound- lost in fathoming so deep.
The menace- Oh! so bad.The cuddles though are rad.
Every single place I go, I seek to find cats!!
© achillesheelpoetry, 2020
I decided to write something simpler and more lucid, for a change.
Composing this poem was a breeze, although I was and still am quite skeptical.
So please let me know how you found “Cats” to be. Criticism is welcome; and appreciation, well, gladly welcome.