Ode To Bianca
Little kitten little gal
Trying to find your space
In a family where you shall
Meow all the day
As white as snow you’re a special one
And you’re really quite a sight
In your new family begun
Below a canary perched up high
Each day is new to you
With a chance to fit in
With some time to nap and snooze
Next to your canine friends
You rarely saw a singing bird
Though you heard them every day
With their trills through screen doors
That drove you then half crazed
When racing ‘round you tuck your ears
And arch your little back
And you grow and are dear
With no good thing you lack
Soon there was another one
Trying to fit in
And he was glad at playing some
With his newfound friends