Catsanova

Just a short verse for the furry friend that has claimed me as his. Cats are such odd creatures lol

Born in early spring
Son of a special one
Father was a traveler
Called Johnny Appleseed
. . . Obviously

He came and went
This spring past
From town to town he dabbles
Planting seed for all to see
Before onward he travels

Catsanova is his name
One of two his color born
To such a special mum
Litter five she had in all
Three girls and boys two

Catsanova special one
Seeks his mothers space
Lost to snake this summer past
He sits upon her place
Loving all he knows

Catsanova touches hearts
From laps he touches faces
Pulls your face into his reach
Kisses he then places
Golden eyes shine and glimmer

Catsanova
Of you
Special grace and rub
Born in wild and crazy place
Hunting special love

Each morning you make brighter
With your happy face
Soft patting paws
Sparkling eyes
Gentle nips and kisses

Catsanova
What a boy
Dressed in tawny fur
With golden dreamy eyes
Mornings not the same without your caresses

Author's Note

Yes that is my Catsanova babysitting.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I use to have a cat... they are feisty but loyal and fun... what a wonderful poem to warm the heart.

[Samuel Dickens]

I'm more of a dog person but can appreciate a good cat now and then. Long live Catsanova, and may he bring you joy always.

[The Analog Kid]

I love cats because they do their own thing but still love their owner. Nice tribute to the cat:)

[Madame Mystique]

Cats are this cuddly mixture between cute and annoying ( my cat is telling me to stop calling her "cute" hehe) great piece and what an adorable picture :)

[Tony]

Now that, is a noble cat.