If I Were A Cat
Poem By / Joan Hill
If I Were A Cat
Sometimes I Think It Would Be Nice
To Be A Cat Named Rose
I'd Be Soft And Silky Smooth
With Wiskers' Round My Nose.
I'd Hope To Have Someone To Love
And Keep Food In My Bowl,
Iced Water In The Summer
And Warm Bed When It's Cold.
Surely God Would Make Me Sweet
To Cuddle Her And Care
And If She Ever Sheds A Tear
I'd Gladly Purr In Her Ear.
So Many Kittens Don't Have Homes,
So Thankful I would Be
My Owner Cared Enough To Share
Her Happy Home With Me!
Copyright 6-30 98
Permission To Print Given By Joan Hill
If I Were A Cat
Sometimes I Think It Would Be Nice
To Be A Cat Named Rose
I'd Be Soft And Silky Smooth
With Wiskers' Round My Nose.
I'd Hope To Have Someone To Love
And Keep Food In My Bowl,
Iced Water In The Summer
And Warm Bed When It's Cold.
Surely God Would Make Me Sweet
To Cuddle Her And Care
And If She Ever Sheds A Tear
I'd Gladly Purr In Her Ear.
So Many Kittens Don't Have Homes,
So Thankful I would Be
My Owner Cared Enough To Share
Her Happy Home With Me!
Copyright 6-30 98
Permission To Print Given By Joan Hill