Monday, January 16, 2012

The Wise Old Cat

The wise old cat says "It's cold outside,
And the rain begins to fall,
I think I'll sleep upon the bed
And I won't go out at all."

"In my youth," he says, "I'd roam all day
Ignoring rain and wind,
But now I'm over 10 years old,
It's best that I stay in."

"Ah but I ran and leaped and nearly flew
for in those days I was thin,
I terrorized the mice and birds,
But now I will stay in."

Says the wise old cat, "those were the days
In memory, now just a gleam
I'll rest these old bones upon the bed
And sleep and purr and dream."

Poem by IT and Bubba


JCF said...

Lovely IT! (and you too, Bubba. I'm sure you provide lap-warming inspiration ;-/)

Grandmère Mimi said...


WV: fooging. If it's not a word, it should be.