My cat looking out the window

When my cat looks out the window 
I often wonder what she’s thinking.

Maybe she is curious about 
Why the trees are swaying, 
Or she might be pondering 
Where her family is.

When the weather is down
She doesn’t look so cheerful, but
When the sun is beaming
A cheeky smile shows.

Lightning makes her scratch and hiss
Thunder reflects an outrageous fit 
But as the leaves begin to fall 
Her peaceful face rests - a haze,
Oh how I long to peer inside
Through her foggy maze of thoughts.

Sometimes she looks sad and down
Always, I go to cheer her up.

She sits down to let me touch. We 
Are her family now.