Beast Within

I love my cat with all my heart

But the beast within her occupies a part

For Mother Nature got there first

And gave her an instinct to kill; a thirst

At five in the morning I woke with a jolt

And ran downstairs like a thunderbolt

My eyes befell a wretched, sad sight

A quivering fledgling full of fright

A present from Cocoa, my cat, to me

I wanted to cry, set that poor bird free

What fate awaits that poor little might?

My thoughts; I wished it died peacefully in the night

For how can I play mother hen?

And what to feed, how and when?

Now it’s just a waiting game

That poor bird will never tame

Death, I know, will knock on my door

And claim that chick from my floor

I love my cat with all my heart

But the beast within her is a frightening part

p.s.  I’m sure I heard my cat singing:

“One, two, three, four, five

Once I caught a bird alive

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Then I let it go again….!!!”

© Andrea Coltman