For Buddy who is His Mommy’s Guard Cat
He shuts his eyes and dreams soft kitten dreams.
Nocturnal dozes and those daytime naps;
That slumbering look is not quite as it seems.
The land of Somnus does not hold him still.
One eye alert; one nostril still on guard;
Even his whiskers sense the world at will
And like his feral brothers in the past
He’s just as ever ready to defend
His home until that one breath be his last.