Sophie

A full-figured lady in fur

A voice that is often demanding

But not harsh or critical

She sways on dainty feet

Her face sleek yet sublime

Green eyes expand and glow

When I call her name

Her mottled colors

Emphasize a white belly

Not for touch but for show

She sits, shifting her weight around

Looks up to me expectantly

And in her soft tones

Entreats for some treats

Or a hand stroked down her back

 

© 2017 Valerie Hathaway

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