Feral Feline

She pounces from the wild side of oncoming traffic
Jetting in and out, never to be touched
Lest' she lose her magic
That hidden sleeping place where she hangs out
Oh my feral feline doesn't lay about
For in her heart of hearts she knows
She cannot be tamed or harnessed or earthly bound
She's that fleeting inspiration a person finds
In the wildness of her heart
She comes right up to greet you
But if you extend your hand she will bite you
Just to help you to understand
You do not have the right to change the magic
Or to find the place she hides
Deep within the forest
She governs over her own pride
And in those occasional moments when
She shows she's a feral feline
My chest pumps up with pride
So proud to be her friend
I just can't wait to see her
In her glory
Oh so wild
Again

Tony Taylor (Chicago)