Fred pokes his head through two panes of the curtain
Face framed between them commanding a certain
Dignity and absurdity at one go
Two green laser-eyes on all which lies below
The front room window where he keeps the watch there
Just in case he should spy his friend Smokey Joe
Or heaven forbid some strange dog ambling by
I think he also keeps one eye on the sky
Nothing gets past him nothing can outlast him
Vigilance a function of felinity
Which animates his radar-ears to motion
As standing guard with uttermost devotion
He keeps the watch while right here on top of me
There is nothing Freddie Noodles does not see
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
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enjoyed this read!!
Cute poem.
Peace, Carole
Welcome back... Say a hearty "thankee sai" to Mr. Noodles for holding down the fort while you were away. Our pets are so much like extensions of our own lives into the animal kingdom. Interpretors, if you will. They can see the simple wisdom in a random act of empathy where we miss the target completely.
Peace to your soul dear poet,
B
Felix