MY WELCOME AT HOME
The cat is listening for the car,
My wife has told me so…
And when I come in the doorway at night
He sashays toward me slow.
The first thing he wants is his dish refilled
With something that he’d like to eat…
Then he gets in the way as I take off my shoes,
As he purrs to his own beat.
I gently raise him up to my chest
And the purrs grow louder still…
He squinches his eyes to show his is pleased,
All part of his welcoming drill.