The Waiting Cat

  • The Waiting Cat

    The cat was waiting
    She knew it was time
    Her eyes were fixed
    As she licked her lips

    Then her ears twitched
    As she dashed to the bowl
    Her wait was over
    As the food was poured

    She then pushed her head
    As deep as she could
    Eating and eating
    Till it was all gone.

    Then back she went
    To her favorite spot
    She curled up
    As she waited once more.


    November 23rd, 2022 | Matty Angel | 2 Comments |

About The Author

Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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  • Vic 11.23.2022

    Cats are the best!

  • Billy

    I like your poems a lot! I love cats too.

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