Weekend Wordsmith

Slumbering Feline.

She wandered through the kitchen,
And meandered through the hall,
The open door was beckoning.
And as the sun fired up the path,
This furry queen,
Just knew that soon,
The birdsong would begin,
This boring chorus,
She'd heard so many times,
Harmony? as such
Was just the lullaby,
She needed,
To close her eyes,
And drift into her catnap.


This week on Weekend Wordsmiththe word is catnap.Check out more wordiness on Bonnie's page.


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