Catnap

How beautifully she displayed the flowers
Each one gracefully enhanced the bouquet
Even the housecat checked it each hour
If it could speak, I’d wonder what it say
As its long whiskers brushed by on the way
To the backyard garden where roses grew
Between pine trees arching to a sky blue
He’d carefully step between the new blooms
Settle down take a nap and sleep right through
The wind carrying new scents of perfume

By Lorraine Stark