Your needs aren’t much
A little food, a loving touch.
A daily walk , a comfy couch.
Your soft silk fur not much to groom
Your gentle presence fills a room.
Your soft round eyes, one brown, one blue
Enchant us all with their different hues.
Its hardly ever that you complain
Nor bother the neighbours now and again
Its only when we are not nearby
That your little soul begins to cry
And when to me the world seems dark
You cuddle close and touch my heart.
Your always know just what to do
When things look bleak and friends are few
You look expectant with questioning paw
Looking longingly at the door
And plead with me to bring the car
To take a ride to the park. It’s not far.