17th
September
2007
On a cat ageing.
posted in Cat Poems |He blinks upon the hearth-rug
And yawns in deep content
Accepting all the comforts
That Providence has sent.
Louder he purrs, and louder,
In one glad hymn of praise
For all the night’s adventures,
For quiet restful days.
Life will go on forever,
With all that cat can wish:
Warmth, and the glad procession
Of fish, and milk and fish.
Only the thought disturbs him
He’s noticed once or twice,
The times are somehow breeding
A nimbler race of mice.
Alexander Gray
