Poem For A Cat

If I were a cat, what would I see?

A world happy and free!

Full of mice and bugs,

Birds, and snakes, and occasionally the stray slug.

If I were a cat, what would I hear?

Birds chirping their taunting leers?

Bees buzzing their stinging songs?

All the things for which a cat so longs.

If I were a cat, what would I taste?

The enticing favor of an Elmer's paste?

The dew on the back of a catnip leaf?

Or the bug I pounce running up a sheaf? 

If I were a cat, what would I feel?

The rush of a fan as it lifts my fur like a breeze so surreal?

The dew as it washes my back like a shower?

Or the shiver I get when my whiskers brush a flower? 

Now, if I were a cat, what would I smell?

The heavenly scent of the sea full of fish on which I can dwell?

The salt on my human's cheek as I lick it clean...

Or the whatever it is on my paw I can't even glean! 

But if I were a cat, all those may be true, but what would I know? 

For a cat is nothing but the most knowing of all those.

Anyone can see it, and know that it's true,

That mostly, what a cat knows most, is her love for you!