Celebrated in Poetry: Calico Cat On Moving Day

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A calico cat on moving day;

Crouched in a corner, lost in dismay ;

New homes ignite profound feline fears;

The rooms she was leaving had been hers for years;

Her silkiest cushions, her roomiest chair,

Her best hidden bookshelf no longer were there;

New windows would surely not be as they were;

New wallpaper would surely not match her fur;

Neighborhood cats might sniff at her style;

Would brand new doormen give her a smile?

Once packed at last in an old cedar chest;

She counted her patches and hoped for the best.

All this and more tortured her mind,

Until she arrived and what did she find?

The walls were indeed a mysterious scene;

And a red tiger tom on the corner looked mean;

But one doorman was nice and the windows were right;

Sun would stream through them from morning to night;

So curling her tail to fit under her paws;

She decided to stay and accept minor flaws.

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