More cat stuff
Yep, another cat poem. I can’t help writing about them. They’re always sitting on me.
The cat is simmering on my legs
A tub of purring fur.
My feet are toasty
In the blanket cave underneath her magma belly.
Toasty feet are happy feet.
This heat could never burn me.
Sarah D. Silvey 
Lovely tribute, Sarah! 😀
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thanks, Tom! :3
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beautiful. Would you like to appear in our purrsday poetry section with a link to your own blog of course? 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I would be honored! I’ll have to tell my cat she’s famous!
LikeLike
scheduled in for the 22nd of August. It should send you a ping back so you knwo when it’s live.
You’d also be very welcome to submit a gust story about your feline companions for our Saturday connections. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pingback: Purrsday Poetry: Simmering Legs - Katzenworld