The cat lies,
Warm from the sunlight;
A simiply calming,
And serene sight.
A gentle purr,
A quiet vibration;
As it sits completely,
In peaceful isolation.
But there, it's a mouse,
A lion stalking it's prey;
Eyes wide with focus,
The huntress comes out to play.
She snatches the mouse,
A prize fair and true;
She shows it proudly,
To the one who is you.
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The Sound of Silence
PoetryThis is my second book of poetry. If you've read the first one, you know that these poems are meant to draw out feelings and thoughts. It is not a fairytale, and not every poem will make you happy. Some will make you cry. Some will make you laugh. S...
