Oh God, I’m like a kitten at heart,
I prey at lonely souls, but really, I just want to say hi.
I’m fed every day, and I eat thrice a day,
but God, Sometimes, I’m like a kitten at heart,
I have some claws in my hands
————————- that are itching to scratch…

You know, there are people on Earth
that live every day as if they were furniture, sofas,
where others can come and recline
where others can sit and find comfort
But God, You know, I have these claws in my hands
———————— that are itching to scratch….

And I just want to scratch. I want to scratch
till they stand up,  till they come with me,
till they follow me to a playground
where they too could find time to live life.
But God, I mean no harm,
nor to deviate them from their task,
I just want to thank them
because in them I, too, come and sit,
because in them I, too, find comfort and recline.

Good night.

Written by: L.L.

 

Dec 15, 2014

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3 thoughts on “I’m like a Kitten at Heart

  1. Sweet!! with six cats running the garden I can relate, and a belated thanks for your visits to my blog, I’ve been remiss in responding – in a writers retreat – now looking forward to a leisurely stroll through many of my favorite poems and pics over the holiday season. feliz navidad y feliz año nuevo

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