To My Darling, My Love, My Human

By Eleni Andonatos Schellenburg


I smell something nice; I smell something great:

It’s the trash from the snacks and the food on my plate! 


Forgive me, please feed me, I won’t wait forever.

On the desk, on a chest, I’ll eat it wherever. 


Once I hunger no longer, I’ll jump on mother’s bed.

Right where she rests, or I’ll groom her instead. 


Or I’ll sleep in the void where she keeps all your crap.

It’s a great place to take a break with a nap! 


Sometimes, I sit on some silky chair

To ponder: “should I wander in a lawn with fresh air?” 


Although all exits are locked to me,

Sleeping in your arms is my favourite place to be.


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