A thousand cats roamed 'round the house
now since her children left.
She fed them all three times a day
and never would forget.
She liked having the company
while everyone was gone.
They were in every room and porch
and even in her lawn.
She sung to them and dressed them up
like little baby dolls,
and watched as tiny kittens
licked off milk from tiny paws.
She loved them more than anything
in the entire world.
At night, she would lay next to them
in a ball so tightly curled.
Definitely not my usual type of poem since this one is pretty cutesy.