Written in a strange format, I know. You sort of have to pause at the end of each line, just a little bit. But for a lot of them the rest of the sentence is in the next line.

My Kitty

He’s sitting in a chair

I kneel down beside him

Take his paw into my hand

He smiles his kitty smile

I bury my head in his fur

I whisper my sadness to him

I almost cry

Because it feels alright to do so

To my sorrow, he gives my hand

One rough little lick

I look up

And give him a watery smile

He closes his eyes

Stretches, yawns,

And begins to purr

I lay my head in his light fur

And rest.

Just a little thing I wrote about my kitty and his wonderfulness.