Exploring

There once was a cat, a wee lass,

Whose life did quietly pass

Til one day she darted

Out the door and she started

To frolic around in the grass

Intrigued, her eyes soon found

An ant, scurrying on the ground

At it, her paw flicked

And her ears turned and pricked

At every new and passing sound

The sounds of dogs, of birds and bees

Filled the air and filled the trees

Big eyes, wide and round

Looked for every sound

There was so much to see!

Much later she plopped in the sun

No longer feeling the need to run

When a sound oh so rough

Made her tail smartly puff

And spoiled her sun drenched fun

The noise, a low rumble, crass

Did puzzle the wee furry lass

When around the corner did show

A monster, red, roaring, and slow

Pushed by a man all around the grass!

With a hiss and a spit she flew

To the door, where she loudly mewed

At the door, tightly locked

The way to safety it blocked!

Oh what was a kitten to do?

But soon the human did hear

And opened the doorway, clear

When the tabby, though flustered,

Showing all dignity she could muster

And sauntered in without any fear

Yet the wee lass had her fill

Of all the outdoor thrills

For the buzzing of bees

And the chirping in trees

Were best seen from her sill

And now the kitty does lay

In her sunny window each day

With a stretch and a purr

And some licking of fur

Content to stay out of the fray!