Stubborn

Shaggy dots form fields of yellow

deny demands for endless green,

a golden roar of dandelions,

feline furor with roots down deep.

House cat watches with willful eyes,

trails of fur grace sink and range,

at three o’clock shrill mews remind us

dinner bowls must be filled by six.

While humans would define the world

other forces appear in command.

How can I say the cat is stubborn

when here I stand mirror in hand.

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