A shapely silhouette
Back arching with a delicate curve
The grace of a cat
With careful steps
the art of his immaculate routine
Flowing out of his very cat soul
He walks along the fence
With an agile leap
The cat lands, elegantly
On his soft white paws
Unshaken and proud
Head raised in a stately profile
He pads gently on those velvety paws
Rarely stopping to pay a glance
And when he does, with a brief uninterested look
The world about him is not his concern
He is one to be honored, one to adore
Believes himself idolized
For he is a cat