Rick Elpers - Kisa

She curls upon my lap
Pawing my sweatshirt
Poking little holes
With needle sharp claws

Squints at me with approval
That I sit still to be her cushion
For the time privileged
Blessed from her presence

She calms my loneliness
Excites my playfulness
Gives me a chance to care
Fills the house with spice

Gives that sweet greet
After I arrive
Rubs me to remind me
There is good life in mine

Rick Elpers

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