-A poem for Artemis-
Now I lay me down to sleep, The Humans-size bed is soft and deep... I sleep right in the center groove, My Mommy can hardly move!
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight, And here is where I pass the night, No one disturbs me or dares intrude,Till morning comes and "I want food!"
I sneak up slowly to begin,My nibbles on my Mommy's chin. She wakes up quickly, I have sharp teeth - And my claws I will unsheathe
For the morning's here and it's time to play, I always seem to get my way. So thank you Lord for giving me ,This Mommy person that I see.
The one who hugs me and holds me tight ,And sacrifices her bed at nig