Widgett(15/05/2006 - 31/01/2022)
Human Family: Salter
Ode To My Cat By Carol M. Salter --- A small pink tongue lolls lazily by a tiny row of teeth. The look of love is in his eyes the thought of food beneath. A damp wet nose rests on my arm A limb stretched out full tilt A slimline tail taps insistently A body perfectly built. One ear swings back, one paw lifts up, A purr trills loudly out The tail sways, the head turns Tonight’s delight is trout. One headlong dash out of the room Strutting back and forth With knowing eye and scenting nose And tail pointing north A rushed assault to bowl of food A mouthful of fillet o’ fish Till all too soon the bowl is naught But an empty pot of wish A saunter back to mother’s lap A slow descent to mat To bend and wash, and fall asleep One satisfied fat cat.