Cats

Cats

Stepping softly across the silver street
Your moon shadow shifting on the ground
Weird songs you sing to your feline friends
In the silence of the night

The trees dance slowly to the music of the wind
The owls hoot loudly at the moon
And you march slowly up the street
Your tail swishing soundlessly around

The stars shine brightly in the sky
The trees whisper as you go by
The birds sing a little song
And you march merrily along

Your black fur glistens under the moon.
Your eyes sparkle in the light
The few clouds in the sky seem to smile
As you curl up for the night


Published in a leaflet called: Bard (2000)