THE NIGHT WARBLER

 

How sweet it is to out fox  a cat

It doesn't take much to do,

I can see the cat whiz by and

She doesn't know:  "I see you!"

 

The cat always gives me a clue

When she is looking for me,

She reaches with her paws to

Feel me out but misses:  Whee!

 

I can tell the cat is a "happy cat"

As when she prowls around,

She makes a singing tune to

Let me know I'm found.

 

I scoot and dodge and hide in the

Darkest corner under the couch,

She can't reach me and all she

Can do is sniff with her snout.

 

When the day is over and it is

Time for  rest of  the warrior,

I know I will hear the tune of

     

THE NIGHT WARBLER.

 

+ + + +  Poem by:  Johanna

 © 4-8-2008