"Ode to My Cat"

BY MEGAN SCHOFIELD

His green, unblinking eyes are wide,
Tail waving like a flag as he walks.
Each meow reminds me of the day
That I fell in love with him.

He walks with elegance and poise,
Paws tapping on the kitchen floor,
His tongue rapidly swishing
As he laps up water from his bowl.

He serenades us with his songs
That echo throughout the night,
Each meow longer than the last,
The anthem of our household.

He stretches, claws sinking into the carpet,
Sitting in a puddle of golden light,
Sunbeams dancing across his body
As he gives himself a royal bath.

Long white whiskers adorn his face,
His prune-pink nose wrinkling
As a smile blooms across his lips,
My fingers gently scratching his chin. 

He listens without judgment
While I tell him my stories,
My heartbeat calm and even
As my words wash over us.

He is the embodiment of pure joy
Curled into a fluffy grey ball.
I am eternally grateful
That I get to love him.