If ever you should happen upon,
my home without me there,
and you notice the bed is quite hastily done,
Just left without a care.

The pillows might be in a jumble,
The quilt a bit askew,
The sheet, perhaps, not pulled up tight,
And it occurs to you - 

That maybe I left in quite a hurry,
Or didn’t focus on the task at hand.
Maybe I was filled with worry,
Or just did the best I can.

Please know, with complete conviction,
That doing it well was the ultimate goal.
But the likely cause for the imperfection,
Was out of my control. 

The problem was with the cat, you see,
Who decided just this morn,
That the bed was her place to bask and sleep,
And any other plan faced her scorn.

So, I left the princess lying there, 
Her head upon the sheets,
And postponed my goal for a better-made bed,
For later in the week!