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.