Poetry

[redhillian]

It is apparently National Poetry week - people on my friends list say so, so it must be true.

I've always like this:

Cats Sleep Anywhere
Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge.
Open drawer, empty shoe, anybodys lap will do.
Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
Anywhere! They don't care! Cats sleep anywhere.

Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)

Comments

[auriol.livejournal.com]

Wasn't she the same lady who wrote 'Morning Has Broken', de rigeur with every school assembly?

[redhillian.livejournal.com]

Apparently she was - I didn't know that.