Warm sunshine
cozy perch.
Body stretched
nap inevitable.
Snuggles lavished
purrs soothing.
Life enjoyed
spoiled rotten.
Thank you for reading my poem. This beautiful furball is my cat. I find myself watching him intently as he naps. The life of a cat, when well cared for, is amazing to me. Only things they need or care about, food, snuggles, and napping near a place of warmth. But, like most cats, he also has his moments where he is a royal pain.