The sun rises into the sky,
chasing the sleepy from my eyes.
I take a moment in my head,
to say prayers while in my bed.
So, I can lie a moment more,
before my feet must hit the floor.
I find some food to feed my cat,
she yowls til I take care of that.
She owns this house I am her maid,
What I would give if I could trade
be taken care of just like that,
then back to sleep like my black cat.
Emma Beverage
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-to-be-as-smart-as-my-cat/
