Poems by Patrons

Fiddle

Black kitten sprung from jail
With your Halloween-colored sister.
An addendum, the keeper of company
for the more colorful one who caught our eye.

Generic black kitten, glowing green eyes
peering out from the pound of fluff.
Rolled around on the ride home
while your tiny spirit reached out.

Fat paws extended in trust
and the tiniest half meow.
Mere minutes elapsed
to feel the secret delight of you.

Slow, you were slow;
we thought you were dropped on your head.
And the belly bloated; many visits to the vet
Different potions to heal your ills.

A year later you're still slow
But your belly has receded.
Fluffy, big but not bursting, black cat
A lovable luxury to behold

So gentle and sweet are you that
Instead of birds and mice and flies
you still hunt leaves and sticks and pebbles.
And lie, trusting, with your belly to the sky.

Oh black cat with the easy heart
Slow, steady and sweet
I say Fiddle Dee I love you!
Out you squeak you half meow.