On the morning rise
Monokui is up and about
A new addition to the world
A little kitten proud but small
She yearns to no more about the great world in front of her
Prowling through the green wistful garden
The rushing of the stream near by
The flowers are seemingly bowing to the gentle breeze that dances gracefully in the air
With the color of fur as like she has been possessed by one million snow flake kisses
She has the eyes of the great vast sky
Those eyes are open in wonderment
for this is the first time she has seen mother natures garden
She laps by the tree from a small brown dish
The milk almost as white as her glistening fur
Why she is possessed in the garden's beauty spell