A Furry Blur (A Haiku)

By Joyce Jacobo

[Author’s Note: Written when my cat was a kitten. She would never stand still for pictures and was constantly on the move (she still is, even as a full-grown cat, but I can snap clearer photos of her nowadays).]

Kitten on the floor

I snap a picture of you

that shows you up here

[What she looks like nowadays]:

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