Spazzz and Stella ( My Not-So-Little Cats)

Sleeping the day away,

A love without an end,

There in the morning ,

And then in the eve,

My cats are always here.

Stretching out in the sun,

And curling up in the cold,

Peeking out the window ,

To watch the birds fly by.

She wakes me in the morning ,

And crawls across my desk,

As she “helps” me with  my homework,

Always looking for attention.

Walking in a line,

with  an untold grace,

a watchful eye,

constantly investigation,

life as it moves on.

loving, playing, napping,

life for a cat is good.