I brushed the cat. He purred,
And purred, and purred, and purred.
Then, sated, he stepped off my lap to
Settle on his spot,
Beside me on the bed, and purred some more,
More softly now, as
Water, taken off the boil, will
Simmer on.
copyright © 2021 by Anna Lisa Goebel
This was written about my cat Jiro, who has a wonderful purr, and loves to be brushed more than anything. He was a feral cat we rescued from our back yard when he was about a year old. He is now a happy lap kitty. Click here to read more on my Patreon page.