Behind the Curtain

This poem was inspired by something Princess Megan Snow Rose wrote in her campfire. It is entered in "The Writer's Cramp" .

She hid behind the curtain,
of that I am pretty certain
looking out at the unexpected Sunday snow
wishing outside she could eventually go

The black and white kitten had never seen
the air so fresh and clean
Oh, to play in that fluffy white cloud
a plaintive meow came bursting out loud

Never knowing of the bitter cold,
her feline wishes were quite remarkably bold
sweet precious little ball of fur
it seemed like the makings of a purr

Her paws ached to run and play
but mama says it's too wet and cold today
Better to have fun frolicking inside
from the basset hound dog, she'll run fast and hide

Watching the world from where it's safe to play
she'll wait for a better, sunny day
it's best to not wander, meander and roam
when you have a nice warm place like a cozy home!


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