We walk the gardens side by side

For a time… and then,

It’s seek and hide

Such fascinating things appear

That I can’t see

And I can’t hear

But Peg sees far beyond my sight

In perfect darkness

Or morning light

The garden seems so very still

And I sense no movement…

But Peggy will

This flowery world, my peaceful place

I fear has dangers

Wee ones face

Thus when a something moves out there

Her muscles tense

She’ll stop, she’ll stare

The jungle instinct DNA

Deep within

Must have its way

The huntress to her clan is true

With feline knowledge

Ages through

Low she crouches to the ground

And pounces fast

Without a sound

She’s quicker then, than I can blink

After what quarry

I dare not think

It’s quick through the garden then for me

I need not know

What might yet be

How’d my purry, furry cat

Turn into something

Fierce as that?

And after all the hunting’s done

She turns her sweet face

To the sun

Then seeks me out for a quiet nap

My darling one

Upon my lap