A purr and face rub as you wipe the sleep from your eyes.
Furry bodies lying on you as you slowly wake up.
The demands of the felines always take precedence,
but you lie there enjoying their company, for awhile.
Down the stairs you go with them racing ahead.
Filling their food bowls as they rub eagerly against you.
Purrs resounding as they consume their breakfast.
Next is your desires and a cup of coffee is made.
A sip and you sit on the couch happily content.
If you are lucky one of them joins you
and you know this morning you have blessed.
Saturn's Premier Poet 