Oh to be the Cat

Oh to be the cat, lazing in the sun. Totally unaware of all that needs to be done. No cares for raking, or trimming, or cleaning up the trash. No need to rush, or hurry to make it anywhere on time. 


Oh to be the cat, a simple observer of all that is around. You see the chickens, the flowers, the sticks, and the rose’s thorns. But none require your attention, none require you to act. 

Oh to be the cat, keeping a careful, watchful eye on all that surrounds you, to never be surprised. You know when food is served. You sense when things go astray. But it is never your requirement to fix anything at all. 

Oh to be the cat, resting in the sun. To know that you are deeply loved, and amply fed by everyone. 

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