My Kitten

I believe I could watch you for hours
As you frolic and play with such joy
You’ve possessed that mouse all morning
And haven’t a clue its a toy

You dive under the furniture
Chase through every hall
Attacking anything moving
In search of your jingly ball

There are no rugs still in place
Where they started earlier today
But I’ll gladly rearrange later
When you finally tire of your play

When you’ve curled up on my lap
And mousie dreams are all that you see
I’ll stroke your silky fur with pleasure
For, my kitten, you are precious to me.

~  Bari  ~