Poem-Africa in my Garden

Stalker in silence you watch your prey

Hiding behind a plant in my garden

Silent and still

You watch you’re prey with fixed eyes

You watch you’re prey with a gleam in your eyes

A good morsel for me you think

I see a foot barely move

Then another as you ready

Just a few feet away your prey eats peacefully

Your stillness only you can do

You make your dash

To no avail

Now you lay in the sun

Sunning yourself

Thinking about nothing other than yourself

You naughty ginger tabby