Paws for thought...

Paws for thought.....

I want to come back as a cat.

I want to be hairy and fat!

I want to eat meat,

Feel grass under my feet

I want to come back as a cat!

I want to be a feline

Where every garden is mine!

I just want to graze,

Stretch out and laze!

I want to be a feline.

Want to come back as a kitty.

Be cute and look rather pretty!

But I do much prefer

To chase all the birds!

Want to come back as a kitty.

I want to moult all my fur;

Sit on your legs and just purr.

I won’t just stay put

But will pussyfoot,

I’m sure you’ll like to concur.

I’ll enjoy all my catnaps;

Around your finger I’ll wrap!

Have my own little dish

And that is my wish!

Be your very own mousetrap!

I want to come back as a cat

And curl right up on your lap!

Sleep out in the sun

And just have some fun,

I’d love to come back as a cat!

Copyright Linda Lawrence

For my dad

19^th June 2016

On her own

On her own

Elderly lady who lives all alone

In a four bed roomed house on her own.

Humbled to own all her possessions,

Gone through life and learnt so many lessons.

She’s as bright as a button, has stories to tell,

A chat with her, you’re under her spell!

She loves the visits, some company

With a cup of tea for her and for me.

She’s been independent and has her pride;

We don’t know what she’s feeling inside.

Jobs are done for her that she used to do,

We’re are empathetic and try to construe.

She smiles so sweetly, asks ‘what is today

What clothes am I going to wear by the way’?

She refuses some help we try to offer;

She’s got her own mind and nothing can stop her!

She talks about life, to herself she chuckles,

Loves her garden, the smell of honeysuckle.

Smiles to herself with her good memories,

Wondering how her life used to be.

As she’s got older, it’s harder to dress;

It’s getting more frequent to convalesce,

But always there with a ready smile

Knowing things now take a little while.

And when the visits are put in place,

Learn a little more about her birthplace.

The jobs where she used to work

While we do some of her housework.

Look forward to meeting her once more

Each time we go and knock on her door!

Wake her up with a cup of tea;

A wealth of knowledge for you and for me!

Copyright Linda Lawrence

18^th June 2016