Feline RDP Sunday: Feline Harmony


Sleep is harmony, at one with the whiskers
They are my wavelengths connecting with transistors
All I need is a soft place for relaxing on my fur
Close my eyes ignore the world and I begin to purr
One eye half open, always alert, in case there might be food
Being aware is first and foremost, the order of magnitude
A tin opener clanks, I smell fish, and now I am awake
Spring to the food bowl, no time to lose, an edible earthquake
Eat the meal and have a wash, oh dear I feel so tired
I must return to my restful state, the one that is required
It is a hard life that I lead, with obstacles on the way
Harmony is only achieved if I can sleep all day.

 Feline RDP Sunday: Feline Harmony