My Grand Old Dame

They still follow the lizard’s motion Her eyes a sky mirrored in ocean My oldest mate at the kitchen door She wants love and nothing more! At age of six a grand old dame Understands when called by name Her furs are white grey fleck on head She’s a ravishing beauty heaven made! I still don’t know her fondness how Sings the notes of melody’s meow Her profound eyes they forever plead I want your love more I don’t need! In the morn’s hour when making tea Her loving look births the first poetry Tell her lips her heart’s tender purr Love me a little don’t keep me far! When I pour her morning’s due Croon her name to give her the cue Blue ocean’s eyes in gratitude say Love me a little I’ll make your day!