to tea my kitty,
So I am not alone.
Come to tea my kitty.
Would you take part of my scone?

Maybe you would like a drop
Of tea in your saucer of cream.
A quiet and attentive friend,
You surely are a dream.

Come to tea my kitty,
Let me hear your rolling purr.
Tell me of your amazing hunts,
Show me your beautiful fur.

Come to tea my kitty,
This and every day.
I haven’t many friends left,
Who can make it out this way.

You are such a rare comfort,
To this old and tired face.
Come to tea my kitty,
And share with me your grace.

©2011 Joanna DeRungs