The Mom I Want to Be

A Kitten

He’s nothing much but fur

And two round eyes of blue,

He has a giant purr

And a midget mew.

He darts and pats the air,

He starts and cocks his ear,

When there is nothing there

For him to see and hear.

He runs around in rings,

But why we cannot tell;

With sideways leaps he springs

At things invisible.

Then halfway through a leap

His startled eyeballs close,

And he drops off to sleep

With one paw on his nose.

 

Eleanor Farjeon