Day 29 – poem for my monster

Hey little girl

My beautiful monster

Sometimes I look at you

And I can’t handle how beautiful you are.

 

Other times

You climb

Up the back of my chair

Up my bookcase

Up my leg.

 

You eat

My charger

My hand

My food.

 

You cry

When I listen to music

When I watch tv

When I try to go to the bathroom.

 

You generally make

The biggest nuisance of yourself

It’s possible for a small creature to make.

 

But then you purr

And roll onto your back

And I love you so much

That I will forgive all of your annoying

Like the pushover I am.

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