Meow...

They comfort you
withou a word
and let you rub their hair
sit by the window for hours at a time
waiting to see you there
They rub up against you in a slow curl
just to show they care
and when you find something broken
they look at you
with a innocent blank stare
You wake up to find them
curled at your feet,
the way they play
with balls of dust
is hilarious and sweet,
they slide on carpetless floors
to land in a corner in a heap...
Why is it cats are crazy?...
         04-24-10