As Limber As A Cat

Ahh, but to be as limber as a cat

Stretching and clawing 

Chewing and gnawing

Basking in the sun

Or beneath shady awnings

Lurking and slinking

Patient for hours

Just waiting, and watching

The mouse or a flower

Ahh, but to be as quick as a cat

Miraculously fast

Playfully splash

They never fall in

When cats bat at the bath.

Chasing and skidding

On carpets and floors

Sliding and diving

Yet relentlessly bored.

Ahh, but to be as limber as a cat

My back wouldn’t hurt

My neck I could turn

Paint my toes just for fun

With ne’re a concern.

Laurie B. Ballard

July 16, 2012

(After the arrival of Fergie)