Cats I Have Known
I’ve known some cats in days gone by,
Some made me sneeze, some passed me by.
Some left their mark, for good or ill,
But one remains my favorite still.
Fella was feisty, with claws so keen,
A scratchy rogue—aloof and mean.
He left me itchy, red, and sore,
Till I swore: No cats!—but life had more.
Then Ginger, sweet, a neighbor’s pride,
Strutting her charm with tail held high.
Her sister Inky, sleek and sly,
Watched the world with a knowing eye.
Hannibal, regal, white as snow,
He loved Aunt Lil with endearing glow.
An Angora prince, so proud and fair,
With silky fur and a haughty stare.
Jack, poor Jack, a stray once mine,
A shadow sleek with eyes that shined.
One bitter night, the wild took hold,
And left him lost to dark and cold.
George (Bubba), a Maine Coon, grand and bold,
Now roams in heaven, or so I’ve been told.
His mighty purr and stately form
Live on in memory, soft and warm.
Buttons and Bear Bear, twins of delight,
Buttons frolics here with mischief so light;
But Bear Bear now with Bubba on high,
Finds solace in starlight where fond dreams lie.
And Klunkers Meowington, playful and free,
Pounces through clouds in celestial glee.
With Bubba and Bear Bear, she dances in air,
A trio of mischief beyond all compare.
Yet one remains, so strong, so spry,
Neighborhood watches with keen green eyes.
A wanderer still, content to roam,
Yet always knowing his way back home.
But Trucker, oh, my heart you’ve won,
The friend who waits when day is done.
So soft, so warm, so full of need,
Yet all you ask—a gentle deed.
A scratch, a hug, a lap to claim,
A whispered word, a call by name.
Through all the cats I’ve ever met,
Trucker, you’re the best one yet!