Saturday, March 19, 2005

Cat and Mouse

Sometimes in life
I feel like a cat
Always waiting
Anticipating
That mouse
Somewhere in the house
Needs chasing
Up and down
All around
The endless goal
There in its hole
But what is the mouse
Without the cat
Waiting for it
Sat on its mat?

1 Comments:

At 9:22 am, Blogger iamnasra said...

This poem had really put a smile on my face

 

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