Oh, Cat

Oh, cat,
I envy you,
For your careless play.
When the most important thing to you,
Is what you will eat tonight.

Oh, cat,
I envy you,
For your silent paws.
Padding around on cat errands,
About the house.

Oh, cat,
I envy you,
For your simple pleasures.
Like laying on a sun-warmed floor,
Or feeling a hand run down your back.

Oh, cat,
I envy you,
For your playful leaps,
About the rooms of your home.
Chasing dust motes or batting at string.

Oh, cat,
How I envy you,
For your ignorance.
You don’t know envy,
And in this you are free.

Copyright 2008 by Rebecca Norman