Little paws, sharp claws
Yet purring
Pushing your face
Into my face
Demanding rubbing, scratching
Behind your ears
You climb my shoulder
You commandeer my lap
You own my computer
My book
Wee, little paws
On a wee, little kitty
Not light of foot
You thunder onto me
Nudging for love
Each paw a weight
You are here
You are present
A presence insisting
Persisting
Purring to distract me
From the intense pain
Of your wee, little paws
(CarolAnn Edscorn , MS - Jaffrey , NH - October 3, 2014)
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