The silky softeners of her fur against the back of my hand;
Rich feathers swimming through my fingers.
Her purrs so deep that they vibrate through my body,
From the split ends of my hair to the tips of my toes.
To appreciate the stillness of sitting requires patience.
A patience that the world lacks,
Because it moves too fast for the purring of a cat.
And the way fingers stroke her back.
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Catherine Jane 
As someone who is obsessed with cats this is my new favourite post on your blog!
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Aww thank you! I love cats so much too. We have one but she’s a little camera shy 😅
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You’re welcome haha!
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Cats are one of my most favorite animal. I clicked on this post because of the title, but I love it because of your words.
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Thank you so much Jessica. As I haven’t been writing much poetry recently, your comment is really appreciated!
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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“Because it moves too fast for the purring of a cat.” Great line. 🙂
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Thank you Nora – I quite liked that one myself but I don’t want to sound arrogant 🙃
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