The cat who disappeared
I am the little black cat that sat on the black mat.
Because I sat on the mat, you couldn't see where I was sat.
I ran to sit on dark shelf hiding in the shadows,
all you can see now are my eyes that in the dark glow.
For another poem about my cat - Midnight - buy the #charity book Snowflakes on my lashes by the Peacock Writers http://hereiamattheedge.blogspot.co.uk/p/the-peacock-writers.html#.VohqQ1WLTnA.