A cat asleep on the window ledge
Right next to the door
She didn’t make the tiniest sound
Not even the smallest snore

Eyes closed, ears a-twitch
Dreaming of catching mice
Or maybe it was a butterfly
Something equally nice

Her fluffy bum in the air
Her face against the glass
Watching the cars go by
And the people that would pass

Every time a dog walked past
She jumped out of her seat
She may not be perfect
But she’s good enough for me