The Sea Garden

The cats come in

The cats come out

At night,

Feed them all about

At day,

Sleep until the sun is highest in the sky

And sleep some more

She was a mystery

I had not known

Oceans swarm

As a sea garden blooms

But her cat on a bench

Looked just like mine

Even though her cat on the bench

Was not really her cat

But just a cat

Sleeping in the sun

Until the sun was highest in the sky

© 2025 David Greg Harth

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