Prowling the Desk











Prowling the Desk

What do you do
when you sit down to work
and a creature
leaps up on your lap?

What do you do
when you open your book
and the creature
lies down for a nap?

What do you do
when all you can see
is a snowstorm
of soft silver fur?

What can you do?
What choice do you have
but to cuddle
and hope for a purr?











This is Scout. She “helps” me write.

© Elizabeth Steinglass, all rights reserved, 2015

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