Gracie Takes It Down Court

By John I. Blair

Solid as a tree
She stalks through the door,
Bats the ball in front of her
Where she wants to go,

Bounces it off the baseboard
Fast as eye can see,
Hurtles down the hall
And scores against my toe.

Flopped there on the floor
She looks at me and mews
As though to ask (if cats could talk)
“Gimme another throw?”

©2008 John I. Blair