Sleepy time

I was taking a shower right now
when a poem strikes my head
a new one
a short and good one
and it envolves me coming
back
to my bedroom
after the shower
and my cat laying on
my bed
and i look at her
and she looks at me
and then i'd said something
with a sort of effect
and then go to sleep;
a real good and pure poem.
But i got back to my room
and my cat was not here
she spent the whole day here
and when i had a great idea to
put on my poem
she disappeared
and ruined everything,
well, okay
I still love her
and there is still some ideas
for the last and best part of the day
the part when it's over.