THE GINGER CAT

(a poem by 10 year old Emma)

The Ginger Cat,

Goes by many names,

The hunter of the bat,

Kitty and Miss James.

She is more than meets the eye,

She's way more than a soft, fluffy coat,

And she's sneaky and sly,

The kind that'll boast.

The Ginger Cat roams far and wide,

Though she has a perfect home,

She travels far and takes pride,

And prefers to be alone.

So full of mystery,

The one who rules,

And creates history,

Her collar emblazoned with jewels.

She's the queen!

Walking across the roof tiles,

The prettiest thing to be seen,

For miles and miles.

Maybe she might invite you,

For a cup of tea,

And you know exactly what to do,

Say ''Of course, your majesty!'' upon one knee.

(Emma Dimitrova, (my 10 year old daughter), 21/04/2019)