MY CAT

       She's there when I come in the door.

       She is sitting in my chair.

       She is on the floor.

       She's there when I come home.



       It is me that she wants to meet and greet.

       She is why I am not home alone.

       She greets me with a smile.

       "Come and sit down with me for a while."

       She asks about my day and if I am ok.



       I don't hear her come in.

       I look at her grin.

       This game, she know she is going to win.

       She comes up behind me.

       She rubs up against my back and my head.

       She gives me that look.

       I read of it, in a book.

       She lays on the bed.  

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