Next Century's Child

I am becoming next century's child
If I live I may go plumb wild
I'll have feral pets... like cats, foxes, and ferrets
And live in the forest in style

I'll build a glass house on a lawn
Where grey mice play and are gone
Feral cats will appear with the neighborhood deer
And curl up in my hut to stay warm

I will paint pictures and call them words
Say them in colors and sing them like birds
I will be sleek and I will be wild
When I shall become next century's child.

-Jehanah-