Pitter-patter, pitter-pat
I hear the paws, of a cat
Walking purposely, towards me
Purring ever so, sweetly
His head, gently caressing
Rubbing himself, against me
Causing me to squeal, with glee
He wraps himself, around me
His body, twirling my legs
His tail, encircling
Seemingly, trying to beg
“Meow!” he would say to me
Completely, stealing my heart
His green eyes, piercing my soul
I knelt down, to stroke his fur
He would arch, into my hand
Giving me, a grateful purr
It was so obvious, you see
Kitty and I, were meant to be
A graceful kitten, of pure love
An angel sent, from up above
A gentle, sweet feline
With the heart, of a lion