Least Read Poems About Cats

Chuck D is a she and lives with me
No shelter or rescue heard my plea
Now Dorita and Seuss have to agree
Although not happy and full of glee
This no named gal is now free and I have three🐈‍⬛

05/30

Unmitigably

Three eighteen PM, I could have sworn
I saw with heightened awareness
a Ghost Cat traverse across the floor

I said,
“ If that’s You, Kitty, You’re going to make me cry. “

Maybe She rode in on
zephyrs furiously
flit and flying about outside

I remember………..
She used to hop on my lap
when I had a long tearful bout
Her purring would snap me out
We would sit quietly
for hours after
in the dark

My face now super wet
saline leaking from
corneal...