I’m getting ready for an art show so my assistants have been very busy “assisting” me. I don’t know what I would do without their help.
I’m still looking through all my mother’s things to decide what goes in the recycling pile or the Goodwill pile, etc. Or the trash.
I came across a notebook with some of the poems I wrote when I was younger. I was a prolific poet and short story writer (as well as artist) up until my early twenties when I had to give it all up to earn a living and support myself.
I don’t remember writing this and I’m certainly not claiming that this is the work of a literary giant but it was kind of fun to find it. So, for your consideration, I present:
“The Cat” by Roslyn M Wilkins, 13 years old.
What a shameful name for her sleekness and pride,
Her magnificent body and majestic stride.
His uprightness, his grace, his strength and speed,
“Cat” is an unworthy name indeed!
The Blue Point, English Tiger, Siamese, and Kilkenney,
All these cats are sprightly and sleek, are not any?
Bright, watchful eyes, pin-pointed ears,
Do you know of anything the cat fears?
The cat has sensitive feelings and respect for Man,
The cosiest chair, his strong body will span,
Comfort is instinct, you and I are the same,
So why should the cat give up his domain?
The cat is protective, understanding and true,
More patient, less deceitful than me or perhaps you.
She looks for adventure and hunts her game,
The cat is indeed an unworthy name!
Oh well, to make up for putting you through that torture, check out this link for a few chuckles. My favorite is the Tuxedo Cat with the yellow eyelids. Which one is yours?
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