“Here she comes
My blue-eyed baby
All along the way
Every swish gets a swash.”
“Unconcerned that the uninitiated
Put her last in line, she tells me.”
“Little do they know my powers,
But soon, oh, they will swoon as
I take my regal place in their
Gentle soul, her knight errant,
Bloodied and broken by the chore,
Prepares a haven. Perfect abode to
Meet her softness, best he can.
She spies his efforts
Sees she might be impressed,
Might deign to lavish him
“Yes, I might.”
She purrs with her
Her exotic Siamese
Izzy ,the kitten,
Explores her new domain.
She has a home at last and will stay.