My little teacher

She comes to me, meowing softly
Her eyes settle on my MacBook
And I remove it from my lap
Her purrs immediately take its place

She pushes her head into my hand
And purrs even louder, she curls
Up in my lap, treading her paws
She blinks up at me and I smile

She teaches me a single focus,
Little lioness curled up in my lap,
Claiming space with gentle purrs
Attention asked with kindness

And I know she is my little guru
As she walks away and curls up
Next to my husband’s pillow
Her purrs still fill the room

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