“Cat’s Moving Day”, by Lida Broadhurst

I'm fed in a different corner
On an unfamiliar floor.
There's new window sills for sunning,
And strange closets to explore.

But when it's time for resting,
Needing comfort for my naps.
I’m so glad that my people
Brought their same familiar laps.

		by Lida Broadhurst ©2008 Lida Broadhurst