A Conversation With A Cat

Did you ever wonder what a cat was thinking as he lay on a windowsill in the sun, purring contentedly? I did, and asked him, and this is what he said.



I sit on sunny window sills and dream of mice and men

And how we’re all the same in many ways

Outside a bird is warbling every song he knows again

That is how he spends his minutes and his days

A squirrel is racing up a tree, he seems to have such fun

While I behind the window pane look on

Not envious or jealous as I sit here in the sun

For come the end of day they’ll all be gone

To where I have no knowledge and in truth I do not care

Tomorrow at the window I’ll be here

To look out at the world so bright, so elegant, so fair

A world so far and yet again so near

I know this place is made for me and all who share my world

For God has made us, each and every one

And I content to sit and watch, so delicately curled

Upon my window sill in golden sun


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