National Poetry Month: Poem 6

Poem 6:

Little Kitty

By Michelle Garren Flye


Little kitty, you gaze so long

From the floor at my lap.


Would you like to join me?

I invite you with a pat.


You consider my offer

With eyes half closed.


You leap—so graceful,

Your purr is divine.


Step once, step twice…

Then back quickly away.


Was my lap your desire?

Or was it always my chair?