Do Not Go Walking in Dreams

[riazendira]

I move
Warm feet and feel
Velvet purring fur,
I poke at with my toes
Waiting to see
What will spring shut
the sharp clang snap
Of the wayward trap.
Me feet are never safe
At the foot of this bed
All covered up in dozing cats.

Just a little poem I found doodled in an old pad of mine. Thought I'd share. I obviously wrote this one after a nap. :-D