Great Poetry

[Brian37]

 My Little Guy, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James RationalPoet on FB and @brianrrs37 on twitter).
 
I know you knead me
But why so early?
It's 4:45 am 
Why do you always wake me?
 
I can handle the hording
Of the couch
Of the bed
The way you spread out
 
So much so
I am cornered
Like a sardine in a can
Just because you can
 
I give you your space
Yet you still insist
After tons of rest
I must relent
 
To your kneading
And your pleading
Feed me, feed me
I know you knead me
 
The roosters arn't crowing
The birds arn't chirping 
The stock market bell
Has yet to open ringing
 
Yet you still insist
You lovable pest
Of waking me up
No matter what
 
Do me one favor
You cute fur ball
My best friend feline
Never stop at all
 
I know 
What you say
In the early hours
Before daybreak
 
Its not just
That you want to eat
I really understand
That you knead me
 
I know you love
The way I laugh
When you insist
On waking me up
 
You sniff my ears
You paw my head
When that doesnt work
You move to my stomach 
 
Maybe your stomach 
Is grumbling 
I still know what
You are really doing
 
You enjoy 
Like I do
Needing companionship
True and true.
(end)

Originally posted here at Rational Responders post #1008 hosted here... 

http://www.rationalresponders.com/forum/31771?page=20